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Show Sleep, as a Hobby , is for the Birds and the bees p Sep By Mary Gae Evans PAROWAN Everyone should have a hobby. You should pick out something you really enjoy doing-and indulge in it in your spare time as a form of relaxation. Now I've been thinking about this and it seems like one of the things I get the least of and like the most is sleep. In my life I've had a hard time pursuing this as a hobby, Now I don't just mean middle of the night sleep, any true connoisseur of sleep will tell you that the best hours for it are between 8 a.m. and 12 noon and those are the most difficult to come by. We all missed our chance when we were . pre-schoolers and our mothers were always trying to get us to sleep in and have naps. I would just love it if everyone tip toed around every morning to let me sleep as long as possible and then coaxed and bribed me to have two naps a day with my thumb and a nice soft blankie. Kids don't know when they're well off. All the time you are raising a family your sleep is limited. First you are up in the night with tiny babies and sick toddlers that all wake up at 5 a.m. no matter how much they are up in the night. Then when they nap you have to hurry and get your work done. When they get in high school, you stay up half the night worrying about where they are and who they're with and then you get up to get them up and off to school. And you know what worries me about pursuing my hobby when the kids are all raised? I've had a lot of senior citizens tell me that when you retire and have time to sleep all you want to, you have trouble sleeping and lay awake at night staring at the ceiling. Maybe I'll take up golf! The desire for morning sleep seems to be stimulated by school mornings and as soon as children are old enough for school they stop waking up at six in the morning and have to be dragged out and sent to school with only one eye open. Remember how you hated to hear your mother's voice at 7 in the morning all through high school. One of my daughters told me once if I came in her room one more morning, with a cheerful "time to get up girls" she was going to throw up. She figured I could at least think of something different to say to break the dreadful news that it was morning. |