Slowly, very slowly, Helen is developing a sleep pattern. Not the best pattern, but a discernible pattern.
But, whoever said newborns sleep eighteen hours a day never met Helen. Somehow she just doesn't need that much sleep. Between naps and nighttime she probably sleeps eleven hours a day. Which is not that much . . . J and I both love sleep, so you'd think we'd have a sleepy baby. I swear, if I hadn't pushed her out of me I'd think she was someone else's baby.
But hey, when you sleep fewer hours you live more life, right?
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