Friday, July 28, 2006


Sam and I are in da 'Burgh. And we are sharing a room. About a month ago we stopped doing this, and at first I was really sad. I think I even cried. Something about him being so close I could hear his breath in the night gave me comfort. But I was sleeping like shit. For one thing, I am an extremely light sleeper, so any turn, cough or fart woke me up. Additionally, Sam seems to be a light sleeper as well. When I'm falling asleep, I tend to roll around like a woman covered with bugs or snakes (mother fucking snakes) or something. In my efforts to remain silent I would try and remain still and it would take me hours to fall asleep. Inevitably, Sam would wake up for a midnight tit about half an hour after I dozed off. After a few days of separate rooms, I was dancing for joy and feeling more rested than I had in months. Unfortunately we're back in the shared sleeping space situation. (Side note: awesome alliteration!) This morning I was lucky enough to have my dad around to hand him off to at 6:45 when he got up, and then I took a nap this afternoon, so I'm doing fine at the moment. Talk to me on tuesday. I may not be so pleasant once all the grandparents have gone back to work!

Gratuitous naked baby photo!

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super des said...

He's not so naked.
This reminds me of a scenen in "I know why the Caged Bird Sings" when the young mother sleeps with her baby & instinctivly puts her arm over it so she doesn't roll on it. I don't know why you reminded me of that. That's not what you were talking about. But you got to cut the cord sometime!

Amy Jo said...

It's just that I finally got used to him being in his own room and now we're bunking together again. Oh well, 5 more nights!