Need sleepy

Ol' Curly is surviving right now. Eyes burning... face drooping... patience disappearing... Like walking for miles through a desert in 110 degree heat and no water in sight.

Ok... So Curly is embellishing a bit. LC2 is quite the little eater. He'll eat a bidon of formula and go to sleep for 2-4 hours. Last night I only had to get up twice. Of course the feeling that something is wrong always wakes you up every 45 minutes. "Is he breathing?!! Whew!... ok... I'll try to get some sleep." Yeah... that goes on for weeks. Then you move them to their room and it gets worse. You want them to sleep through the night but that means you never trust that they're just sleeping... and your mind plays the worst tricks on you. The thought of going to get your kid and finding them blue in the their crib is a sobering thought for all you folks thinking about having kids... the parents out their know exactly what I'm talking about. I'll talk tomorrow about my interesting research on SIDS. I think you'll find it interesting.

Crap... Forget the training. LC1 is up stairs singing ABCs to get my ass up there to get him. He's doing it really loud too. I wish you could hear it.