It’s 4:47 as I begin typing this message. We’ve been up since 3am with this little monster.
We rolled around bed.
Nursed in a thousand different positions.
Laid quietly on the pillow watching the fan.
Played on the bed, off the bed about 87 times.
Got head butted a couple times by a very restless little body.
Sleep seemed like a long lost friend.
Then 💩 and just like that, Téo falls quietly into sleep. (After a diaper change, of course).
Sometimes it’s the simplest of things.