Lucy:I think that’s a little extreme. I’m no stranger to working on little sleep, I can handle it.
Noah:You shouldn’t have to.Sleep is important!
Lucy:It’s fine.
Noah:You’re growing a baby!
Lucy:I said it’s fine–I’m fine–you mother hen. Chill!
Noah:…typing
…typing
Lucy:Relax. Seriously. If I feel like I need a break I’ll take one.
Noah:Promise?
Lucy:Yup
Noah:Lucy.
Lucy:It’s amazing how I can even hear your tone coming through via text. What?!
Noah:Say it.
Lucy:Ugh. I PROMISE!
Noah:Okay. Have a good day. I’ll check in with you tonight to make sure you’re going to bed early.
Lucy:*eye roll*
Lucy:LOL
Lucy:Hope you have a good day too
Noah:Thank you. And Lucy?
Lucy:Yeah?
Noah:Lemon.
Lucy:Lemon?
Noah:Yes. Today our baby is the size of a lemon. Or, apparently, a baseball trading card.
Lucy:That’s … random.
Noah:The app has a childhood nostalgia feature.
Lucy:I like lemon
Noah:Me too.
Lucy::-)
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I wake from a restless sleep. Fumbling for my phone on the bedside table I wince as the screen lights up indicating that it’s not quite 4:00 am. I sigh, rolling onto my back and rearranging my head on the pillow.
