Lost in Suburbia classic column: Rip Van doesn’t sleep a Winkle

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There was a time when I was a world-class sleeper. I would go to bed at midnight and I wouldn’t emerge from my darkened cave of a room until noon the next day. Alarms couldn’t wake me up. Bombs couldn’t wake me up. If there were an Olympic event for sleeping, I would have won a gold. I am sleep woman. Here me snore.That was all, of course, before I had kids. Part of the problem was them, and part of it was me. On their end, there were the years of nightmares, not […]  » Read More

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