Mali Zub finally started sleeping again these past two nights! Which means that Kimo and I have started sleeping again as well, and we no longer look like outcasts from a zombie flick, the walking dead. And that I'm finally able to start completing my sentences again (a task which seemed near-impossible this past week).
Talk about a new lease on life! Someone told me that a new mother loses 1000 hours of sleep in the first year of her baby's life, and after these past two months, I believe it. You can only get by on little-to-no sleep for so long; this weekend, I actually found myself driving side roads instead of the main ones to lessen my chances of accidentally driving into oncoming traffic (not as hard as it sounds when you've been up three nights straight).
So fingers crossed, knock on wood, whatever other superstitious you'd like to throw into the mix. I'm hope-hope-hoping that this amazing sleep stretch will continue, and that the little bugger won't revert back into his old routine (which is sleeping one or two nights, then staying up the next two weeks). Which means that I might even have enough brain cells left to get back to Peasant Life, and start putting in some decent posts again. I can dream, can't I?