Elliott woke up at midnight last night. He slept the better part of the following hour in bed with Tim and me. I actually didn't mind; I figured his stomach was hurting from pizza and watermelon. But he couldn't really sleep well without being ON TOP of me, which coupled with my pregnant stomach is not conducive to my own sleep. I put him back in his crib and he screamed for probably 30 minutes at the top of his lungs before finally falling back asleep.
This morning I feel terribly sleep deprived. I guess this is just a snapshot of what's to come after the baby gets here. I am not quite ready to give up my full night's sleep just yet.
Elliott, however, seems bright-eyed this morning.
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