Midnights, March: 4

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My husband’s birthday was today (yesterday? the day directly preceding this night) and the baby decided to celebrate by not taking any naps. He'd go down in his crib, all but asleep, for the express purpose of napping, but then he would startle awake as if to say, HOW DARE YOU LET ME SLEEP THROUGH EVEN ONE SECOND OF DAD'S MOST SPECIAL BIRTHDAY, MOTHER. Which is sweet, but then when Bill got home from work, Albie could hardly keep his little eyes open.

He didn’t even get to try his first bite of cake.