It’s the night/morning of my stage 2 surgery.  It’s 1:08 a.m. on Friday, June 22, and I cannot fall asleep.  Sleep has never been something that’s come easily to me.  The only times I easily fell asleep were early in my pregnancy, when the twins finally started sleeping through the night (after 7 months of not sleeping at all it seemed), and during my recovery from my stage 1 surgery.  I envy people who sleep well and easily.

I figure I’ll sleep tomorrow when I’m under.  I’m just getting a last few things done before tomorrow in anticipation of feeling like not doing a whole lot other than kiss my kids and husband after I’m discharged.

Cheers to hoping this part is as easy as I hoped it would be.

And here’s a great song, A Kiss to Build a Dream On, by Louis Armstrong.