I think I was afraid I'd miss something interesting.
I was like this until I graduated from college-the-first-time. It was at its worst in college, when I would pull all-nighters once a week on average to catch up on socializing or reading or thinking or writing or...
Now, the need for sleep hits me like a truck, and it cannot be denied. I think wistfully of my bed and my cat when I'm tired and not at home.
I guess I'm officially old now.
Silly baby. I am already conquered and would make a far better slave if she'd let me sleep.
Are you giving her chocolate, yet? Roast beef? Gin? Don't think she can't smell these things. She's knows the score. Just because she's little and beautiful doesn't mean she doesn't know how very deprived she is, because y'all are raging age-ists.
Oh, eek, kidney stones! Poor Brendon. My dad passed some kidney stones a few years ago; when I asked him how it was, he told me about a friend of his who had both had a 10-pound baby and passed a kidney stone and who swore the kidney stone was worse.
Which, on re-reading, is probably something you shouldn't actually tell him. Best give him my good wishes and leave it at that.
Aimee, she might be going through a growth spurt or some other developmental thing. Sleep is usually the first thing that goes when infants are acquiring a new skill or growing more of themselves.
She is teething a little.
Sigh.
He seems somewhat more comfortable today, but it could be the drugs. We went and had the CT scan this morning. The doctor that writes the impressions was not available yet, but the tech told us it was kidney stones. My 18 years of being helpful to doctors has paid off with none of them billing me for their services. I'm quite grateful.
I missed this last time. Ooof. I hope he can get some good relief, Laura.
Aimee, she might be going through a growth spurt or some other developmental thing. Sleep is usually the first thing that goes when infants are acquiring a new skill or growing more of themselves.
She could just be evil, too.
or growing more of themselves
Heh. I never thought of it quite that way before.
Susan, I forgot to mention the cutieheadness of Annabel. If you can believe it, my first Easter with a toddler in a dress, stockings, and little! pink! shoes!, and I took nary a picture. It was such a busy day, and then...too late.
She could just be evil, too.
Plotting world domination takes a lot of time and effort; sometimes naps just have to go by the wayside.
Plotting world domination takes a lot of time and effort; sometimes naps just have to go by the wayside.
Why else are Evil Overlords cranky? They've had to skip naps.