The other day I was reminiscing about the days before we had kids. I don't do this often, and this particular time I began to miss those days terribly. I wasn't quite sure what exactly it was that I was missing but I knew I felt something inside of me that wished if only for a day I could go back to that time. I mentioned this to John before we went to bed one night and began listing the things I missed. It went something like this...

"Remember when we could go to bed early if we wanted to...or we could sleep in as late as we wanted...remember when we'd take naps on Saturday afternoons after we strolled through the farmers market at a leisurely pace...or when we'd nap after church before we went to my parents for dinner..."

I then realized what I was missing: SLEEP!

Okay, so I haven't gotten any sleep in the past 8 weeks. But I have gotten something else in return. I think she's worth it.