Last night Tiny Baby finally slept.
Four hours.
It is the most I have slept at one time in three weeks. She is an every-two-hour-waker-upper. I have never had a baby do this. My other girls all started sleeping longer at night right away. I am in a new state of sleep deprivation, but I keep reminding myself that it doesn’t matter if I’m sleepy here at home during the day.
She will only be this tiny for a little while.
(Before she turns into something big and wild like this)
(or this)
(or this)
(or one of these)
Babyhood is far too fleeting, isn’t it? I will be reminding myself of this tonight at 11:00 and at 1:00 and again at 3:00. . . . .
Hooray! Keeping our fingers crossed for you to have another 4 hour spell again tonight!
All I can say is, “FINALLY! She can relate to me!” Remember that time you came over after little Z was born and said, “Oh, you must have finally gotten some sleep.” and proceeded to tell me how obvious it had been that I hadn’t slept longer than an hour at a time? But still, I’m happy you got a 4-hour stretch, and hope you get many, many more.
Wow Jillian! Is that what I really said? *shudder at my own insensitivity* Thanks for being my friend inspite of me. 🙂
All is well, Carrie. You do realize we’re going on 9 years of being friends that put up with each other better than we put up with our spouses, right? 😉 Crazy. Plus, you sat with me in the hospital when that little non-sleeper was born but my husband HAD to go take his college stats test. A person can forgive anything after that kind of commitment. 😀