Hello, and greetings from the land of previously no sleep. But guess what? Last night, I got five hours of sleep IN A ROW.
AT THE SAME TIME.
Followed by another three-ish hours of sleep.
Send champagne and balloons! And maybe also some ice cream, or possibly chocolate, so I can stuff my face in true celebratory style, before I am no longer able to use sleep deprivation to justify my poor eating habits.
Don't get me wrong, in no way do I assume this will happen again tonight or even a week from now. The thing with newborns is that they are hell-bent on confusing and stunning you with their illogical and sporadic sleeping habits. Terrorists, I tell you... they are terrorists.
But anyway. I feel good today, and that's enough for me.