Exactly five years ago, I discovered that sleep is overrated. On February 19, 2005, Yolanda went into labor with our oldest son. We were admitted into the hospital mid-morning and twenty sleepless hours later, my sweet son was born. He has been depriving me of sleep ever since. Midnight bottles, late-night prayers, 4 am nightmares, early morning breakfasts, anything he could do but let me sleep! Joy is strange…sometimes you don’t realize it’s there until you have a chance to see it in hindsight. We celebrated Lucas’ birthday today with a Star Wars party. Yolanda and I made Jedi Robes and planned games for Lucas and his little buddies. We stayed up late and woke up early to finish preparations.
by Allan
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