Don't ask me if he is sleeping at night.
Because no. No, he is not. That one night was the one night. I miss it.
He is actually sleeping in the bassinet next to me right now. Though he is pretty restless. I should probably also be sleeping, but I tend to make poor choices in that respect.
I have seriously never been so tired in my entire life. And I'm honestly not a fan of the person it is turning me in to. Is that sentence grammatically incorrect? Because it's bothering me.
Anyway.
I tend to flip out on Rob at least once a day, just to be honest. Sleep deprivation makes me snappy and mean. If you see Rob in public you might want to give him a hug, for moral support and whatnot.
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