I'm tired. Really tired. The last week has been really rough on me because my son has been sick. He had a small head cold that morphed into a major chest cold and sinus infection. And when he can't breathe, he doesn't sleep. And when he doesn't sleep, guess who gets to stay up with him? You guessed it....ME.
I went three nights in a row with very little sleep, and Friday night was the kicker. I think I got a total of 3 hours of sleep total....and not consecutively, either. By Saturday afternoon, I felt like crap. And then I got sick myself.
I like sleep. When Connor was a newborn, I had no other responsibilities, so when he slept, I slept. But if I were to have any more children, that wouldn't be the case, so I wouldn't be able to nap when the baby naps. After the last couple of days, I find myself doubting my readiness to have any more kids because I know of the sleep deficit that it will bring. And I like my sleep. :)
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