All those sleepless nights
the bags under my eyes
the emails I've written that make no sense
the times I've jumped out of bed to make sure he hadn't died in his
All the work it has taken to nurse this child
All the times he has peed on me
spit up on me
pooed on me
All the times I've thought...
Am I too old for this?
Will I ever sleep?
Will I ever not feel so overwhelmed and outnumbered?
All those things seem like so much
so much time
so much work
so much energy
And then they smile at you for the first time...
And in that moment you think...
I don't care if I ever sleep again.