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Resting with the baby requires Resting

My boy is very cute and loves to giggle. He tends to sleep about a hour at a time and then wake to play for two. Yesterday was a good day, slept for about 3.5 hours. Way longer than normal and good for me. I was trying to get as much done as possible, but when you don't know when he is going to wake up, it's hard to plan what to do and what not to start.

My wife comes home about 4 o'clock and I was sleeping on the couch with the boy. I was so tired and preceded to sleep for another 3 hours.

What had I really done all day, I'll tell you what. Resting with my son. Which goes to show you, taking care of a baby tires you out more than you could ever imagine. Resting with my son requires resting yourself afterwards.

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Anonymous said…
I didn't even know you had a blog. Auntie jean had to tell me!

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