...the nights become a lot easier. Funny about that, isn't it? When the duties are split up, life becomes easier. My mother-in-law took the 1:30, my wife took the 3:30, my father-in-law rocked him back to sleep from 4:30 to 5:30, I took the 5:30 change. And, life is good.
Now? He's crawling around the living room, getting into everything, just like he's supposed to be doing. Today, I'm going to take him with me to work, because having a baby with me (when talking about the possibilities of schedule vagueries due to cancer treatments) makes things that much better. When they can put an incredibly cute face to the name, things get smoother.
Whew. The tough part - the first night - is down.