Wednesday, June 17, 2015
3 + 3 < 5
What I feared the most, but have largely avoided, was chopped-up sleep. Lately, though, I've had my sleep chopped up. Two nights ago I was out late so got to bed late, and then Asher was up unusually early in my shift. Though he went down not long after, it meant that night I got three hours of sleep before and then three more after. Last night was a similar story.
Two nights of chopped up sleep wipes this old fart out. Strange how I can manage on 5 hours straight but am a wreck on 3 plus 3. Sleep math is weird sometimes, and so is being a dad of a baby.