The Menno Knight Putting the Fist Back in Pacifist

Smiles

So, we have a baby. This forces many things upon you. Well... I won't lie, it forces many things upon my wife. Chelsea has a lot of responsibility and I try to help when I can. I won't say I always succeed at being awesome, but I try. Especially rough are the late night feedings. Luckily, I'm not the one that has to stay awake while the baby feeds (I don't think Chelsea and Evelyn have quite figured out sideline feeding or whatever, though I may be wrong). But I am the one Chelsea wakes up when she's done feeding.

I'm supposed to get up happily, change Evelyn and get her to go back to sleep. That doesn't sound too bad. And the first couple of nights it wasn't. Just something new to do. But now my love of sleep is kicking back in. I try to be good about it, but sometimes I'm a pain to wake up. I know it's frustrating for Chelsea so I'm trying to be better. But that's not what this story is about. Last night I got up a little bit better. I woke up about 5-10 minutes after being asked to wake up. The awesome part was that when I went to pick up Evelyn she gave me a huge smile.

It was great. I love her little toothless smile. I can't wait for me of them. Maybe that will be motivation to wake up in a more timely manner next time. We shall see.