You know the feeling of the day after the night when you just really wanted to finish that book - so you stayed up late (oh, say 11 pm), and then the wee poppet decided that that night's the night that she is going to grow, grow, grow so she nurses on and off for what seems like hours and wiggles in bed in between (until finally she is turfed out to go and eat some cereal with her dad), and then the big lovebug's body clock is on the early setting, so just an hour later he appears at the side of the bed asking for breakfast and playtime...
That's the triple whammy. I am sure that one day we will miss the physicality of raising young children, but right now, I would love an extra hour of sleep!
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