Dear Courtney,
I carried you for 40 weeks, gave you the gift of life, care for you, feed you, clean you and clothe you. I love you more than words can say.
Now, if you don’t sleep through the night and take a freaking nap, I may have to sell you in Craigs List.
Love,
Mom
JONAH DOES NOT SLEEP THROUGH THE NIGHT EITHER. We have it rough, Karen.
These are tough times – language and gross motor – so it’s not that uncommon.
Though that doesn’t give me much solace at 12am, 2am, 4am, and 6am. ahem.
Last night it was remarkably better (but I shall not discuss for fear that we will have the above nightmare again). Let’s just say, I see some CIO in our future.