School has certainly wiped out my previous sleep-hold outs. I'm grateful that Ana and Elliot sleep well with less fuss these days. Still napless on weekends, but in bed for 8 is a good thing.
But my Olive, well, I almost wish you weren't such a "good" baby. You're in bed most nights at 6 pm. This means we have a good 30 minutes together--and that's not really time for lovin. It's feeding you (as you cry from exhaustion), bathing you (as you cry from exhaustion) and putting you in your crib ( where you lie down fuss free and sleep). Mornings are a no-go--you're sleeping from 6 to 6, when our morning circus starts. And of course, at school, I'm hiding so you aren't derailed by occasional sightings of me. I MISS YOU. And despite being a bit overwhelmed with work since I've been sick, I may just have to take your birthday off this Friday, and go to the zoo with you. (Shhh! Don't tell anyone. Except maybe dad).
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