I can hear Ben starting to make noise in his crib, conveniently placed a few feet from the foot of my bed. The clock slowly comes into focus. 6:44 AM. I’ve been asleep for a little more than 3 hours. I realize I feel like I haven’t peed in years. My bedroom door starts to cautiously open. “Mommy?” It’s Jack. “I’m wet.” Ben’s quiet fussing has escalated to high pitched wailing. We’re still out of coffee creamer. Good morning, Mary. It’s just another day in paradise.