The alarm jolts me from my slumber. It is 5:45 but it feel like 4:45. Not to mention, the baby didn’t sleep well last night. Midnight and her alarm cry sounds. I jolt awake and check the monitor torn between going to comfort her and letting her work it out. Thoughts rushing through my head. What could be wrong? A nightmare? A new tooth? She fusses for a bit then drifts off. This repeats and each time I tell myself I’ll wait just a few minutes then go in. But each time she drifts back off into a fitful sleep. Now I am awake and she is in dreamland.
Day 10: I’m not awake, I’m awake