Sanity possibly returning

The portion of my sanity which is in some way affiliated with having had enough sleep has been granted a temporary reprieve. Thanks to Mom, who came over Friday morning and played with Katherine so that I could sleep AND who brought supper. We ate better and survived. Thanks to Heather, Bob, Jean and Eleanor…

The amazing insomniac lawyer gives up sleeping for Lent

Actually, since last Lent. We’re well beyond 40 days now. For the past year or so, John has only slept in three-hour spates.  Sometimes he sits bolt upright in a panic, fearing being late for work or forgetting something. Sometimes he wakes up and raises himself slowly to loom over me so that he could…

Dim

I’m not crazy about winter’s lack of sunlight. I get by, but I don’t particularly enjoy it. One of my regular stops is the National Research Council’s Sunrise/Sunset calculator, which tells me the precise times of sunrises, sunsets and twilight’s beginnings and ends for any given day. For instance, I look up December 21, 2006…

Dawning realisation

We are blessed with a child who sleeps through the night and always has done. Even in utero, Katherine understood the concept of “night” and “sleep” and how they should go together. When she was a wee thing, she’d sleep about seven hours straight at night and still go down for a couple of naps…

The Curse of the Cervical Pillow

It was a dark and stormy day. All the earth was shrouded in clouds of snow and battered by gusting winds. The Fearless Lawyer bravely fought his way home from the office, his briefcase clutched in his sweaty palm as though it were a talisman against the forces of nature. Suddenly, he was beset by…

My night-time reading canon

As far back as I can remember, I’ve read myself to sleep. As a kid, I churned through C.S. Lewis (The Chronicles of Narnia, which I encountered at the age of five while stricken with chicken pox), Roald Dahl (Danny, Champion of the World, The BFG, etc.), F.W. Dixon’s accounts of Frank and Joe Hardy…