One of the hardest things about having a baby is the lack of sleep. Sure, I still get 8 hours of sleep a night, but it's always broken up by an hour (sometimes two) when I have to get up to feed Noah. The feeding and diaper change usually only lasts 20-30 minutes. It's the falling back to sleep part that is difficult.
The sleepless nights started well before Noah ever came. I was up with all sorts of pains thinking I was getting old. I didn't quite realize my liver was about to rupture. Oops. It's been about 8 months since I've had 8 hours of STRAIGHT sleep. I'm starting to go a little crazy.
We all caught colds last week, Noah included. We had the worst night that we've ever had with him on Friday. He was up from 1 AM to 7 AM. It was horrible. The only thing worse than having a sick baby is having a sick baby and being sick yourself.
We were supposed to go to Phoenix for an adult only party on Saturday. My Dad and Suzy were coming up to babysit. We didn't go. I was exhausted and I felt crummy. My Dad and Suzy came up anyway. Suzy took the baby monitor and told me to get a good nights rest. Oh sweet Jesus, can it be that I get 8 hours of straight sleep?
The good intent was there. But between being stuffed up and secretly coming out to make sure Suzy wasn't suffering with Noah like we had the night before, I still didn't get a good nights rest. Turns out, the kid slept until 6:20. Unfortunately, Suzy didn't sleep either as she was worried about waking up to get Noah. Turns out, the only one who slept well was the baby.
Today, David had to leave early for a meeting in Flagstaff. Which meant he had to wake me up an hour early. I am really not a morning person. But, I did get to see my first sunrise in a very long time.
Sunrises are overrated.
I'd rather get an extra hour of sleep and watch the sunset.