Life is changing. We had a friend come out from SF last night to have some dinner. Some other friends arrive today. Soon I will be going out to drink wine with them. It is exhausting. It's only a matter of time before I'll be going to sleep when the sun goes down. I'm already not too far off. If I want to get sleep then I almost have to go when the little boy, Rhys, goes to sleep, sometime around 8-9 pm. Otherwise 3 or 4 am will come around and there is much less chance for consistent sleep after that. It keeps me too fatigued to be of much use at anything else.
I tried to read a book today on the couch. I never even remember opening it. I laid down and about an hour later I woke up, having no memory of even setting the book down. Rachel said I was snoring before she even realized that I had laid down. People tell me that it will get even worse, the lack of sleep. Teething is terrible, I'm told. I've been wearing ear plugs, which help a little bit, but I wouldn't call it a solution, most of all for him.
Ok, perhaps I'll have more to report tomorrow morning, I hope.
The picture above is of the little guy, probably making some noise.
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