It’s 5 a.m. and the first of my alarms goes off. I have to set several, I’ve learned the hard way that I’m not to be trusted with the snooze button. I hit snooze (See? Told ya so) and burrow back into the covers, willing the new day to wait just a few more minutes. Instead, I hear the baby stirring. And so my day begins. I trudge to his room to nurse him, trying to reach him before his whimpers… Read more »
