I may have spoken too soon. It seems that fate would like me to shut the hell up about my sleeping-baby-prowessness. Ok, ok, I get it! You win, oh crazy-god-of-zombie-parents! I bow to you! I am meager and weak and cannot bear to hear him cry! FINE! I will feed him until he stops crying and wimper back to bed, knowing that he will probably do the same tonight since it was so exactly what he was hoping for at 4am and why not see if that works next time, too. I can hear the crazy-zombie-god of newborn parents laughing now...
Tonight, let us hope for deep sleep, for all of us.
Like a waterfall in slow motion, Part One
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She wants her planet back. Woolfy – “Shooting Stars” Funny how his voice in
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3 years ago
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Ha!
No sleepy for the braggy sister.
Ha!
(My little one was up screaming bloody murder at 2:30AM. We're calling it a growth spurt, or maybe just hoping its one.)
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