When my son, Jack, first started to make the big transition from diapers to underwear at night, he would frequently wake me up with a 5 a.m. emergency. Dazed and annoyed, I would either (depending on the emergency) rush him to the bathroom or start the familiar process of changing his sheets and his pants. Then I would jump back in my bed and shut my eyes tightly, determined to get the sleep I desperately needed. Unfortunately, I am one of those people who has a hard time falling back asleep, and I found myself with the rather unfamiliar predicament of quiet time alone. At first I was ... Read the Post