The Daily Grind

By: Lauren Spagnoletti

The maddening, upbeat melody of my alarm jolted me out of a deep sleep. I don’t know what my dream was about, but now its images were amorphous – overtaken by the obligations and tired tasks synonymous with life as a working parent. From my labored shuffle to the shower to my manic pleading with the four-year-old to put on his shoes to my sluggish commute through early morning traffic, all I could think of was returning to that bed. Feeling the weight of the blankets on my tired body were my motivation. First we wanted kids, then we wanted sleep.

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