We would have nights where he was up every hour.

You rock him to a drowsy state, doesn't take long. He's tired, put him in crib we leave the room.

On school nights I practice 45 minutes to an hour, depending on how much homework I've got.

I don't do the same show on any two nights.

It's Dana! She's back early." He ran his hand frantically over Mitch's neat, blonde hair. "What's she want? What's she doing here?
"Maybe she wants Reese's pot back"
"This is my chance! She's here alone. She wants me. Quick." He yanks my arm and dragged me to the stairs. I cried out in suprise.
"Get out of sight. Throw that away."
"I'm not throwing this away! Besides, you don't think she'll notice that your whole fucking house smells like this? Jesus. Your pupils are the size of her granny panties. Virtuous or not, she isn't stupid.

There were some sleepless nights there.