Sleeps.

On Thursday I was tired and ratty all day (pity Doc C who was stuck in the car with me for most of it, as we had a few things to sort out back at our old town), because madam had kept me awake all night with her wriggling around - which is great, because it means she's healthy and awake, but it felt like she didn't stop moving for the whole night and most of the day.  That got, quite frankly, a little wearing and I assume that this is merely Eva's way of initiating me into the sleepless nightmare that will be her first few months of life...

So it was nice to get a whole ten hours of sleep last night!  I felt so much better this morning, and I got a whole bunch of stuff done around the apartment to prove it!

It's a shame you can't stock pile sleep, isn't it?  Because then my teenage years would really have been of some serious value going into this whole parenthood lark.