Sleep is still such a treasured thing. I was naive enough to believe that by the time the kids were almost 3 they'd be sleeping well. It's not bad. Not like babies, obviously, but there's still something with at least one of them every night. If not that - it's that they are still up really early all the time. They don't even nap that often anymore and that doesn't really give us any longer at night. It's really on my mind today because Liam was up repeatedly last night between 1:15 and 3:00. After that I couldn't sleep - expecting to hear from him again. I have tried over and over to accept my fate with this deprived sleep thing. I try to go to bed early and be glad to be up early since I can get so much done. Blah, Blah, Blah. I fantasize about sleeping. Isn't that ridiculous? Oh well. I was so tired last night I fell asleep at 845. I know it is probably normal for some but will it always be this way? Have I sacrificed sleep to have children? Does ...