Wednesday, June 2, 2010

I Wish I Could Go Into Hibernation. Like Bears... Or Computers

Tycho was born on May 21. The first time he slept 8 hours straight through the night was July 4. I remember this because we had a family get-together and everybody wanted a piece of Tycho... he was alert and entertained for a big portion of the day. This is when I saw the light at the end of the tunnel. Okay, so let's do the math. Six weeks and two days.

Six weeks. And two days.

Can't handle it. If I had a say, this baby would not come out. Ever.

Better yet, I wish I could store up sleep so that it won't matter when I'm only getting a couple hours of sleep at night. At least with Tycho I had the option to sleep during the day when he slept (still not enough sleep, but I'm sure I would take it and be grateful come November)... and now, it's because of Tycho that I do not have that option. Thanks, son, I love you too.

This revelation brought to you by the little poking and prodding from the inside that I started feeling today.