follow me into the dark*

Things have been a little rough lately. The sleep debt is apparently cumulative, and my balance received unfortunate bolster from the boy’s recent three-times-a-night wake-up habit. And potentially exacerbated by a rumored-typical hormonal shift at around 6 months. So I…

Liv-ahhhhh

He was showing all the signs. It’s probably been weeks of wrestling our plates away from him, pulling glasses out of his surprisingly strong hands. He watches the food go into our mouths. Makes a little op-op-op guppy face, imitating…

ooops

We thought we had him where we wanted him. But now he’s definitely running the show. Or something. Sleep routine, my big behind. Two nights ago, maybe it was teething. The crying, the waking. We brought him back into bed…