Sleep

This morning, V woke up at 5:40 am. I heard her on the monitor, and saw her sitting up. I turned down the volume and tried to go back to sleep--come on, it was not even 6 and I went to sleep at 2. But she started shrieking, so I stumbled into her room and dragged her to my bed, where she pulled my hair, kicked me in the face and ribs and threatened to fall off the bed while I tried to go back to sleep. Finally, at 6:30 ish she fell asleep in a little squishy heap in the middle of my bed. Leaving me wide fucking awake. Babies are glorious.


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