Just call me sleeping beauty. I woke up this morning around 5:30am or so. I stumbled downstairs to pump before the princess awoke. I found my husband on the couch watching tv. He has worked 14 days straight without a day off. He only went in for 6 hours or so last night. So, I was surprised and delighted to find him home. When I finished, he told me I could go back to bed, that he would take care of her this morning. I asked if he was really sure. He nodded and I didn't dawdle around to see if he would change his mind. I rushed back upstairs and crawled into bed. It was 6:45am.
Around 11:15am, my husband, with our daughter in tow, woke me up. He looked a bit hairy. She had neither pants nor socks on (Dan has some weird aversion to fully clothing our child) and a long string of drool dangling from her chin. He asked me if I wanted to get up now. Honestly, I probably could have slept another 6 hours or so. Still, I haven't felt so rested in a long time!