The baby teased me with a couple of five-hour nights before she decided she didn't need that much sleep all in a row.
Commented to husband the other night: I don't want to only be able to converse about sleep schedules and the intricacies of diaper changes, and yet, here I am.
This is what it is for now, it seems. Things will change and flow into the next stage in time. I will read the paper everyday again soon, and drink caffeinated coffee without counting ounces...one day.
On the other hand, who wouldn't want to spend the wee hours with this one?