Last week Jack did not sleep the best. I think it was because he is a little sick.
But it made me a lot sad. I swear waking up in the middle of the night at this stage in the game is even more of a gut punch then it was when he was waking up every hour because I am no longer conditioned for this shit.
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And to keep me even more on my toes, he's been waking up around 5:30am for about 3 weeks now. First of all, that is les miz no matter your circumstances. Secondly, I simply do not have enough things to do in the day to start at 5;30. And third, and perhaps most importantly, it makes me hungry for lunch around 9:30am. This is good for no one. Especially saddlebag A and B.
I'm going to start making him stay up a little later each night to see if that helps. If not, when we are in Texas this weekend he will be waking up at 4:30am local time, so that will just be stupendous.
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I hope staying up a little later works. Or maybe he will just grow out of it. But I just refuse to accept this as the new norm. Denial is a beautiful thing. So is sleeping in pass 6am...from what I remember.
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