Nathan finally took his nap today. He slept for three solid hours, and so did I! I find it amazing how someone can be so tired and yet so adamantly refuse to sleep. He’ll yawn, ferociously rubbing his eyes. Then his eyes will start to shut, slowly… as if they were geared by molasses. As …
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I attempted in vain to lay Nathan down for his nap… he’s not having it, however. He has been rubbing his bleary, sleepy little eyes since he woke up this morning, protesting everything that I did with squirming and grunts of dissatisfaction. However, he started out in a great mood this morning with a huge grin and scissor …
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Sleep. It’s a commodity around here. When the opportunity arises, I grab it like an addict grabs for her drug, saliva dripping from my mouth, tasting the anticipation. Nathan has made it clear, however, that he does not share my sentiment. The past few days, Nathan has decided to rip up his previous sleep schedule with a …
So, I was sitting here thinking. Thinking mostly about how utterly wonderful my husband is while he slaves over the stove for me, which made me think about my stretch marks, which made me think about being pregnant, which made me think about chocolate, which made me think about Nathan and the Time of Colic. Yeah, …
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