My daughter is 17 months old today. She is my world. The last movie I saw in the theater, was 300, the night before I went into labor. A lot has changed in the last 17 months, and I am more grateful than words can express. I don't miss the "office" world. I don't really even miss night outs, with drinks and dancing. Nothing is as fulfilling to me as watching my daughter learn and grow, and trying to help in any way possible.
But as I sit here at 11:30pm, with everyone else sound asleep........I must admit, sleep is the one thing I do miss. I don't get nearly enough. And sadly, I imagine that will not change anytime soon.

All a fair trade though, I must say.
As the saying goes...."I'll sleep when I am dead."