We all have a natural preference for when we sleep. When on holidays I tend to drift into that preference. For me it's from 3 am until around 11 am.
My holidays end this week.
Alas the working world has not caught up to my preference and I am going to suffer sleep deprivation this week as I graduate my return to work. This is going to suck big time.
Still - I get daddy day care tomorrow. Should be fun. As long as he doesn't vomit of course.
I can handle every aspect of baby care - though I admit screaming can get to me - but the vomit ... well ... it's horrible.
Well off to try and sleep. Kind of wish I didn't just shot gun that 375ml can of de-caff diet coke...
UPDATE: Didn't get to sleep before four am I think. Lay there for two and a half hours, marinating in my sweat, dozing in and out and periodically getting up to shake the lizard.
Poor, poor, sweet deluded lizard.