3am is my new jam.

I never imagined in a million years that I might like, even look forward to, waking up at 3am night after night. Now, I can feel those parent eyes rolling. And yes, I am TOTALLY too tired some most nights to think of anything other than “MUST CHANGE BABY. MUST FEED BABY. BABY MUST SLEEP. WHY NOT SLEEPING. PLEASE SLEEPING NOW. NO WORDS, ONLY TIRED. MY GOD PLEASE SLEEP, CHILD. HAVE I DIED. IS THIS HELL. WHY IS ONE OF HER EYES STILL KIND OF OPEN. SLEEP, MY SLEEP, WHY HAVE YOU FORESAKEN ME. WILL I EVER SLEEP AGAIN IN THIS…