I’ve always liked sleep. I could sleep through my babies crying....to the point where the ex husband put a single bed in the babies room so that they would eventually wake me up.....he was working I wasn’t. Even now, when I was off work after breaking my leg in 3 places and not allowed to walk for six months I used to flake out on the sofa all day. I had to leave the front door unlocked in case my shopping came or a parcel. I would fall asleep on the sofa and my friend who lives over the road would pop round after work. She could come in, empty the washer for me, go upstairs get another load put that on, have a coffee, turn the telly over and I wouldn’t know she had been there.....the most I’ve ever slept for is 20hrs straight. When the kids were younger when they went to bed at 7 I would often go to bed at the same time and sleep through til 7.30am