Imagine, if you will, being sleep-deprived for two months.
Imagine the relief and the collapse of your body deep into dreamland once you can sleep again.
Seven straight hours of sleep felt so good.
Mariel started sleeping through the night last week while we were on a trip to Boston. We were thrilled beyond words. Then, two days into this routine, she stops sleeping and we notice she has suddenly become a drool factory.
“She’s teething,” Francisco said.
“Are you kidding me? She’s two months old!”
This morning, I finally looked up the symptoms of teething.
So much for sleep.