I realized this morning that over the past several days, I have stared blankly at my Facebook page trying desperately to come up with some clever, witty, or otherwise amusing status update. And then it hit me. There is a direct correlation between the number of hours of sleep I get at night and my cleverness. My last semi-clever post was over a week ago regarding Joseph's tooth gap (even a blind squirrel finds a nut once in awhile). Before that, at least a month. Joseph has been more or less constantly teething for over two months, so sleep for both of us isn't great. He isn't really cranky during the day, but he wakes up every 2-3 hours at night, and not always hungry.
I'm not saying this to get pity or advice. I'm simply putting out there the hope that sleep will return someday and I will become more entertaining because of it.
Also, if another one of my Facebook friends gushes about how her baby sleeps through the night, I may punch myself in the face.
A Man Called Ove
20 hours ago