Maybe I was secretly afraid to sleep for fear of waking up and finding myself childless again

[problematika]

So, the sleep - uh, not so much, in the end… I was tired from all the emotion, but apparently too exhausted to sleep. My heart just kept pounding into the sheets. Go figure. But seeing Patrik’s almost life-sized face on my desktop made staggering out of bed worth it.

Thank you to everyone for the good wishes, and for being patient and supportive with my whining over the past year and a half (now watch me whine that I’m not getting enough sleep :-) !!