Life has been good lately; eerily good. Everything seems to be running smoothly and great things are happening to people all around me, including myself. But today, today was a bad news day. It started to feel like my heart would crumble into a million pieces if I heard one more sad story. It's funny how life always has a way of putting you in check just when you think you've got it all figured out.
We've been dealing with some harsh sleep regression issues around here. For those of you who don't know what that is, it's basically a nice way for new parents to say, "Will I ever get any fucking sleep again?". I put Cheech down this evening at about 7:30, and she peacefully fell asleep within minutes. Considering this has been far from the case for the last few nights, I was shocked. I laid in bed next to her and felt grateful for the little break she gave me tonight. Who knows if she'll give it to me again tomorrow night. I felt grateful because I realized that although I don't have much, I have it all.
*Does anyone have a credit for this photo?