A Plea to My Son

Last night was glorious, you actually seemed to understand that night-time is for sleeping. Can we please continue this? Your mommy felt like a human, and not a zombie, for the first time since you have been born today. Please, my dear love, tell me that you have indeed figured out your days and nights and that this will continue. I am hoping that your fussiness this evening bodes well for tonight. I will gladly deal with the engorgement of this morning for sleeping six hours (even if it was in two three hour stretches). Please oh please! For mommy's birthday?