“MOOOOMMMMYYYYYYY!” his voice echoed down the hall. My eyes flew open and quickly snapped shut as the early morning sunlight met my retinas. I rolled over and grabbed my phone. Squinting I barely made out the time. 6:15 AM. I closed my eyes and rolled over…UGH…Doesn’t he know it is Saturday — the one morning a week we can sleep in? “MOOOOOOOMMMMMMYYYYY!” ____________________________ For over ten years now my weekends have not been my own. Little people wake up at hours I never planned on seeing daylight, they need food, and help with diapers or toilets…and when they are no …