I know I’ve mentioned it before. We have really been struggling with sleep for quite a while. Again, last night seamus was up around 2:00am. This parenting gig isn’t always pretty, easy, and fun. It’s being over tired, it’s sleeping on your coffee table so your kid can be comfy, it’s watching the sun come up for the seventh time this week. It may be weird but there is something magical about having him asleep on my chest after we’ve been up most of the night. It may not be much but it’s a little victory. He got some rest and so did I.