Anyway, he's home today and I have been so, so glad all day that I'm married to a guy I like so much and that he is in the same city as me. He took an overnight flight to be here this morning since I was pretty much breaking down via baby stress, and I knew the lack of sleep was going to put him out of commission. The MOG has a very delicate time-meter. He is deeply affected by time zone changes and things like Daylight Savings.
Two kinds of people in this world: those who take naps and those who don't. I imagine in some couples, there are 2 nappers, and every day there is a cozy little 15 minute siesta where everyone wakes up cheerful. We are not that couple. For the first 10 years, I fought the nap. "You don't need a nap." I would say sardonically. (what a delicious word) He would argue that indeed, he did need a nap, and then he would go lay down and I would slam cabinets and play music. If this kind of rebellion rocks you to the core, wait a couple years. Marriage makes you happy, and marriage makes you mean.
Eventually, I gave up. I don't fight the nap, and he tries to nap somewhere I won't see. It works. Today, we ran errands for a long time, and also there have been 2 naps. Really, he flew overnight from a different time zone, plus he just got off a tour, and Daylight Savings. For some people, that's like traveling back 30 years in a Delorian, kind of dating your mom, saving the clock tower and then coming back. Exhausting. I expect him to be back to normal by Sunday. Then the baby will come and no one will sleep ever again, at least where I can see them.
In other news: baby presents! (not pictured: the gift card from Randy &Crystal- thanks!!) If you want to send something for the baby, the link is over on upper left sidebar- I'm sure he'll appreciate it when he does things besides sleeping and crying. :)