SLEEP and memory

Tomorrow my son will be six weeks old. What this means when the sun goes down is that it has now been at least six weeks since I have had the luxury of sleeping through a night. I say at least because throughout my pregnancy a full night's sleep was a rarity. I am exhausted. I am snippy and generally in a bad mood.

Now on to the memory. I don't remember being this tired with Kyndal six years ago. I am sure that I was. How could I not have been? I think that as mothers, we forget the gross and difficult stuff of infancy because otherwise everyone would stop at one child and resent that one for years into their older childhood. It is kind of like how you can't truly remember pain.