sleep

Mom was kind enough to take the night shift last night, so I had about five hours, miraculous. Poor Gordie, had two screaming jags last night before bed, would almost be tempted to call it colic but it doesn’t follow the rule of three. His screams go right through his papi and grandma, I find them muted which is apparently a good thing as I will be less likely to lose my mind. It does bother me though not being able to help him at those times, just trying to remember that it is part of the process, you go through the checklist and then wait and rock and shhh( which supposedly sounds like in the womb, it amazes me that we instinctively know what to do with babies in some cases, I wonder if shhh is universal ).