I swear that I don’t sleep. I toss and turn and am very aware of any and all noises or movement in the house – from the dogs wandering to Dave’s breathing next to me. My mind isn’t racing and I am not stressed, but I am aware of not being asleep. When the alarm goes off, I am tired and convinced that I have barely managed to catch a wink. Yet I go to work, shuttle kids around, help with homework, cook dinner, throw in some laundry, listen to music practice or quiz somebody on vocabulary, and run errands while I feel totally fine. So I must be getting sleep. I wonder if I dream that I am laying in bed unable to drift off?