Being a father has had a ridiculously negative affect on my sleep. I thought working shift work was bad, but having one child who has night terrors and another that is still nursing through the night means that I haven't slept with any regularity basically in the four years since Kayah was born.
I normally have never been one to be too pissy about losing some sleep - and I've not only been operating but actually thriving in the past few years so it can't be that bad. But there are days where I can't lift my head by supper time. And I drink too much coffee. Way too much.
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