Ideal Bite

Insomnia started plaguing me when I was 11.  Yep, 11.  Daylight savings time hit, I couldn't sleep, and, well, it was all downhill from there.  I spent years unable to sleep.  I tried everything.  Things would work for a while, but then I'd hit a bad stretch again.

What did it take to lead me on the path to an insomnia cure?

A year off, actually.  I was lucky enough, a few years ago, to have a whole year off.  No obligations.  No work.  No apartment, even.  And - most importantly - no alarms.

Once I had some time to let myself truly SLEEP, I learned what normal sleep meant for me.  After years of professing "Oh - I only need about 5 or 6 hours a night..." I learned that my body really wants about 8 hours and 15 minutes.  Sometimes a little less, but certainly not 6 hours...

Ever since that year, I've slept better.  Sure, I still struggle at times and go through stressed-out periods where sleep is elusive.  In those times, I reach for my all-natural options, breathe deeply, do some shoulder stands, and thank the stars for a gift of a year that taught me how it felt to experience life with a clear head and a good night's rest.

-Heather... off to prep for bed...