I have a new best friend, her name is Constant Positive Airway Pressure. Not such a pretty name and but she goes by CPAP for short.
Tonight I will plug it into the wall, stick a mask on my face and hopefully sleep through the night like my niece Jessica (when she was a baby). My first baby (Katie) woke up every hour to scream and eat and scream some more. 7 months later my sister brings home her first baby and she has to wake her up to make her eat. The little sleepy thing sleeps for about 23 hours every day for the first two weeks. Not fair! Not fair at all!
But I digress.....
Tonight I shall sleep. Last night I told my sweetie that he still has to tell me I'm cute, even when I'm wearing the ugly, geek-like, octopus sucking, headgear. He put his hands over his eyes and said, "you are so cute." So as long as he closes his eyes, I'm still his cutie! (he often lies to me and tells me I'm cute even when we both know I'm not - like when I'm drooling or having a bad hair day, or sick and snotty. One of the many reasons why I love him!)