I had a two and a half hour sleep this morning/afternoon while daddy cuddled baby. Things already feel much better. Not that they felt bad either. I didn’t even hear the postwoman come, I was that dead to the world. Luckily, when madam woke up and made it known, I did too.
This bodes well for when daddy goes back to work, anyway.
Last night was an up-every-two-hours and takes-an-hour-to-settle type of night. God. This is normal, too.