#35: Recovery from sleep deprivation.
Not that this is a typical 40s experience, but hey. It's mine.
Here we are, just before I turned 39.
Having our kids close together seemed practical at that age.
I am so glad that even in the days of film
when I hadn't a clue what I was doing,
I took pictures like a crazy woman.
Because if it weren't for those pictures
I'm not sure I would remember anything
about those days.
I am so thankful my kids finally turned into good sleepers.
After they were two. Or more.
3 comments:
My middle child didn't sleep for her first two years unless one of us was holding her and we had to be sitting up. Thank goodness for a comfortable rocking chair! She had bronchitis the whole time so if we laid her down she couldn't breathe. Can you say nightmare? I don't remember anything else about those two years except that chair. It was an ugly green. Ugly. I love that chair. blessings, marlene
These are fantastic photos!
Oh, being sick is terrible...having a sick child is even worse! I hope by now she's all over being sick.
And I'm with you on taking a massive amounts of pictures when they were little, even though the shots weren't that great and looking back I wonder why I took some of the ones I did! :) But I'm thankful to have them and agree that I otherwise probably wouldn't remember anything from those first few years, either! :)
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