William slept from 10:30 to 4:30, and then made the trek to our room to sleep with Mama. Nang went to sit in the hall and keep him in his bed and on his way back to sleep, but after an hour, he wound up grabbing a blanket and sneaking into bed with the baby. Now Mama's wide awake because I had enough time to start thinking and therefore stressing and tearing up about almost everything in my life (dramatic and unfortunately, true), baby girl's having a dance party in utero, William's tossing around resisting full-on sleep because he doesn't want Nang to leave him to sleep alone, and Nang's gone to the world. Man! To be able to manage stress must feel great (and restful).
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