I Hate Taking Naps
I’m so tired right now, there’s at least a 30% chance that I’m dreaming this.
I don’t remember it being this tough with the first kid, but that might be because your brain makes you forget the early days of infancy so you’ll be stupid enough to do it again. Not only does the Hammer spend most of the night wide awake, he spends most of the night wide awake and screaming.
We’re only three weeks in, so there’s always a chance the kid will settle down and the screaming will stop and his sleep schedule will improve. But even if it does, I’m still going to be tired.
For one thing, I’m almost forty. For another, I’m a parent. And, perhaps most importantly, I don’t take naps.