I was never much of a sleeper even before the baby. I think it was probably around the time I was 17 or 18 my sleeping habits got different. I became nocturnal and it worked for me considering that’s how I got my job and basically lived that way for about 11 or 12 years. It wasn’t until I started to really feel the affects and of course a doctor told me ” you can’t do this anymore” that I even considered stopping that life style but still my sleeping habits have continued to be give or take 5 hours here 8 hours there if I was lucky.
Hospitals are naturally creepy places. If you think about it people only come here for three reasons. If something is wrong, dying or being born. I’m glad I get to experience the later for the first time. It’s been ups and downs like all things. This all happened much faster than I expected and really I look forward to going home with Lilith “my daughter” and of course my very strong wife. It’s amazing to be the abuse her body has taken and still she manages to keep the strength up to do what she does. I know I couldn’t do it.
Yet I question that now how strong I need to be for both of them. The mental battles to come and the physical strength it will take. Long hours ahead but yes I’m in love again and I already know no matter what happens this is life changing for me. A big big part of my heart is hers already and it hasn’t even been 24 hours.