It was fierce. When he was born, I went 3 days without sleep. When I finally got my head down, I hallucinated violently. Steamboat Willy era cartoons flicking before my eyes.

I won't ever re-read these pieces as I wrote them while sleep deprived I'm sure I remember the formatting and flow being all over the shop.

The amusing thing was, around this time I was thinking "at 6 months it'll be better". It kept going on "maybe 9 months", "maybe a year", "maybe 18 months", "definitely 2 years"...