sleep
I've always been good at sleep. My mother used to say that as a baby I slept through the night well before any of her friends' babies. She thought that was something to do with her mothering skills until she had my brother who didn't, and she realised that babies will do what they are suited to! As a child I loved my bedroom and I loved my bed. I liked to have the door closed so that nothing could get in during the night (I still do, to my husband's amusement) and I loved the sense of my bed as a nest, warm and snug and mine. In winter I loved my flannelette sheets and the comforting weight of the blankets. In summer I loved turning over my pillow to get the cool side against my cheek. Bed was a place for dreaming, for reading. I was an outdoor child and for me inside was for making and eating food at the kitchen table or for bed. You can tell I was a child from an age where television was a rare thing! I love sleep and I need it...