Ironically, I was having a hard time figuring out what to write about on this prompt. Then, last night I couldn't sleep. Like the worst kind of insomnia I have ever had. I had no reason to be anxious or overthinking or anything! But sleep evaded me over and over again. I stretched and relaxed my body. I cleared my mind. I tried counting sheep even! Eventually I gave up and got a bowl of cereal thinking the food would make me warm and tired. No. Then I got online to mess around a little bit, in spite of everything I have read about not doing that. It didn't help. I slept on my side. I slept on my back. Under my pillow. I then decided to pray for everything I was grateful for. I just went on and on and eventually I fell asleep. I had some really strange dreams and then woke up exhausted. The kind of exhaustion that feels like I just had a new baby, but there was no new baby as a reward. It was jus the pure exhaustion of a grumpy and overtired mom that is surely a bad mix on daylight savings week and getting kids off to school. All I wanted for those three hours in the middle of the night was rest. I wanted it more than anything. I was afraid of how I would be the next day without it. I survived. I took a little rest on the couch while Brooke watched a Disney Christmas show. It was much needed and a great reward. My plan tonight is to read quietly in bed before I go to sleep, lather up with some lavender oils and dress as warm as possible. Sleep will not evade me tonight. Or at least I think it won't.