Saturday morning, I wake up to see it is about 7:00 a.m. This is what went through my head:
Wow, Sullivan slept a long time! Awesome, maybe this is the start of him sleeping through the night. Wait, how long exactly did he sleep? I fed him around 1:15, so...almost six hours, that is pretty good. Umm...maybe too good. how long are they allowed to sleep? Is that too long? Is he okay? IS HE BREATHING???? Okay, yes he is breathing. Why is he sleeping so much? He didn't eat that much during the night, does that matter?
This all went through my head in the span of about a second. Of course Sullivan is fine, he was just sleeping. So even though he is able to sleep longer, the quality of my sleep has not been any better because i have thoughts of SIDS and aspirating spit-up floating through my head. Which I am sure will eventually be replaced by worry about how he is doing in school, and if he is making friends, which will then be replaced by worrying about if he is doing drugs and that is why he is late coming home. So I am pretty sure that I will not sleep again until he is at least 18 and away at college, although that presents a whole different set of things i can worry about.
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