Sleep is for the weak.

I love sleep. In fact, my husband and I would sleep until noon most weekends and gladly nap any time during the day if given the opportunity. "What a waste of the day!" my coworkers would chastise; to which I would coldly reply, "what a waste of your night."
"Wait until you have kids," they would warn. "Ha! Do you see me changing diapers right now? I didn't think so. Now I gotta go. I only got 6 hours sleep last night and I'm dyyyyyiiiing."

Ya, I am completely aware of the irony that our beautiful 9 month old repels sleep.

Sleep karma is a bitch and I have taken to accessorizing the permanent colour of bluish purple under my eyes to my shoes and handbags.

"But you don't look tired....."

To which I reply:

"It's the caffeine and make-up."

Here's our sleep story.
(Thanks to a very wonderful friend and sometime sleepless mom for encouraging this!)