It's always sleepytime when you're three months old. Sabrina's a pretty consistent nighttime sleeper, but lately she's been rowdy after hours more often than my wife really enjoys. For someone who prefers sleep in the 9-11 hour range, she's done remarkably well with the whole never-really-resting-for-a-second-for-fear-something-bad-will -happen-to-the-baby thing. Not to mention, since my surgery, the being-the-only-person-who-does-aything-useful-like-change-diapers-or-carry-the-baby thing. What a trouper D is.
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