This is a picture of two people after one long night. It's several weeks old, but I post it because we've been having some long, long nights lately.
The Dude has decided that sleeping at night is for chumps.
If it was, say, April or May, and we were USED to being up all night, this would not even merit a flinch. But he's been sleeping for 9-hour stretches all summer, and we have lost our edge. We've become soft.
I'm not REALLY going to drive myself into a bridge abuttment. I mean, in all likelihood.
He had a little fever this afternoon. If that comes back, or if he has another crap night, we're heading to the dr in the morning. (Again, like with the sleep, this would not even garner a shrug from most parents, but he's been in such perfect health for...his whole life! that I'm pretty freaked out about a (tiny, marginal) fever.
If, however, he has a good night (one waking or, dare I imagine, LESS) he's going to spend some time at a friend's, and I'm spending the day napping and reading the new Vogue.
So please - think good thoughts. Sleepy, fluffy cool thoughts
My friends swear that our baby won't remember any of this...at least for a while longer. Do-overs? Seriously? God, I hope so.
Thursday, September 07, 2006
oh no, not another crappy selfportait
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You have that deer caught in the headlights look...I'm sure, no, make that ABSOLUTELY POSITIVE, that's what I looked like for most of Katie's first 3 years. I lived thru it and you will, too. Try to enjoy and appreciate Ian's little-ness and adorable-ness, even though you're feeling like a dead thing. Repeat to self: "They're only babies for a little while!" (Repeat as necessary)
Love,
Beth
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