My DARLING daughter has decided it's time for her to sleep for more than 3 hours at a time.
Thank you LORD.
Nothing frazzles ones nerves faster or more efficiently than not getting anywhere NEAR 4 or 5 hours of sleep in a row for MONTHS at a time. I honestly wonder how anyone could possibly want a subsequent child once they've been through one round of infant sleep deprivation.
Yes, I know she's cute and all. Heck, she sleeps anywhere. In this picture she's sleeping in her cousins pappasan chair, listening to Rap music on Miriam's iPod.
As Hannah says "She so chill."
That means cool, people. Or laid back.
One of the sweetest things is when she sleeps on US...which happens fairly frequently.
At 15-some pounds, she's not light load to carry around anymore. Sooner or later you feel the need to sit down with that sack of sleeping baby.
But the only thing that beats snuggling with our little one is waking up at 4 in the morning realizing that you've had 6 hours of sleep in a row, and after a quick diaper change and a feeding, you're about to get 4 more.
Which is what happened to me this morning.
That, my friends, is just a beautiful thing.