Sleep. Wherefore art thou sleep? For the first few night, Carrie and I would take turns with Jack at night. One would sleep in the bedroom, the other would spend time pacing, bouncing, talking with, singing to, changing, praying to all mighty Jesus that the boy would fall asleep. Normally, Jesus would not comply...probably because he was asleep. The next morning we would be worthless, but Jack would be hungry, bright eyed, and ready to get on with his day. Both of us came oh so close to the edge of sanity. We lacked sleep. We were tired. It was hard to think straight. Over the next few days when the sun began to set, we started to get down in the dumps, worried, a little depressed because we knew that it was going to be another hard, sleepless night.
A few nights ago we decided that all three of us would stick it out together in the same bed. Wow, what a difference. Jack loved being between us. He would fuss a little, but would curl up next to Carrie and sleep for good periods of time. We woke up feeling 100 times better than previous mornings. We were still tired, but we were sane.
I'll try to keep this thing more up to date...until then, enjoy these pics!
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