Tuesday, March 31, 2009


My wife and I are expecting our third child around the end of September. Odd thing about pregnancy: mommy urinates about fifty-seven jillion times a day.

I didn't sleep well tonight—despite having the kids and the dog in bed by 9:15! I woke up after midnight for no particular reason, and then I woke up a couple of hours later when Sam got up to go the bathroom. Going back to sleep again was not an option—unlike Sam whose breathing had already returned to deep and rhythmic—because my brain was in high gear thinking about technical issues at work, side projects, et alia.

Among the others was an untestable hypothesis: maybe having to wee in the wee hours is gentle preparation for the grueling six-week hazing period that is caring for a newborn.

1 comment:

saintseester said...

Agh. Sleep deprivation. Cannot do anymore. I know my first was a grueling 6 months - he had colic for ever and rarely slept more than 8 hours out of 24. The second kid wasn't as bad, but the memories of zombie-hood did put a damper on trying for more.