Do you have trouble falling asleep due to racing thoughts and flurries of ill-timed What ifs? SAME, GIRL. SAME. Or at least, I used to. Until one night in bed a few years ago, when my husband introduced a magical maneuver that kind of blew my mind—and finally helped me reclaim my Zzz’s.
And soon as you scoop your naughty little noggin up out of the gutte…
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