Yes, yes you will. Your students will have many stories to tell.

Also, though I know it pales in comparison to months and years of baby-induced sleep deprivation, getting up several times a night/morning to give Byron his pain meds is leaving me cranky and tired in the morning.

getting up several times a night/morning to give Byron his pain meds is leaving me cranky and tired in the morning.

Getting up several times a night to do ANYTHING is worthy of crankification.

As my neighbor/doula said to me right after D was born, "Just remember that this kind of sleep deprivation is what they do to people at Abu Grahib. You are LITERALLY being tortured. So don't feel guilty about feeling like crap."

"Just remember that this kind of sleep deprivation is what they do to people at Abu Grahib. You are LITERALLY being tortured."

It's SO true. The first year with each kid almost killed me, literally. And it was certainly part of why all three are spaced so far apart.

This is why I would be a very bad mother.

But, you know, I also get moments like this. What's a little torture between family anyway?

Just remember that this kind of sleep deprivation is what they do to people at Abu Grahib.

....

Damn.

And it was certainly part of why all three are spaced so far apart.

Yes, it took me ten years to forget about the sleep dep with Emmett in order to have Matilda. Who, not to jinx myself, has slept through the night in her crib for Three Nights In A Row!!! for the first time ever. I don't worry about the jinx because she's already broken her personal best so anything now is just delicious cream cheese frosting on the scrumptious carrot cake of somnolence.

Damn.

I know - it made me think of my bouts with insomnia.

What a great picture! Though I have to disagree with Teppy's comment on flickr -- it is my considered opinion that that is not too much cute, but in fact a deliciously optimal and ideal amount of cute.

Matilda has been cuterating at great intensity lately; she's full of hugs and happy babble and pressing her cheek to your mouth for kisses (and sometimes grabbing your ears and then pushing your mouth away, then back, then away, then back, for kisses times infinity), and this morning she tried to hop on the bed. Her bed-hopping consists of:

(1) Stand
(2) Hold up one finger
(3) Count down from, well, something (counting=saying "Zhwoo. Zhwoo. Zhwoo!")
(4) Elevate entire body a millimeter or so
(5) Sit down hard
(6) Laugh your ass off

It is just slightly made of awesome, and goes a long way toward making up for the sleep dep (except that I'm now trained to wake up at 4 a.m. all tense and waiting for the screaming, even when she sleeps through the night without a peep. The auto-rising at 4 can stop anytime now, please).

Also, from way upthread, Aimee being all three years old at Em is the second-funniest thing I've ever read, but only because TomW being all three years old at Nora is even funnier.

Cutie Dylan!

I scanned some old family pics and put them on Flickr [link] How adorable was my dad????