Up in the Middle of the Night

I find myself awake at 3am a lot these days. Having a four and a half month old will do that to you, but considering that he is sleeping right now and I'm still up, it's not all him. You see...he woke up at 230am, I fed him, Katharine changed him, and they all went back to sleep with the dog in tow. And now it's 317am and I'm typing typing typing...drinking a big old bottle of cold water. Blog updates, Facebook, email. I remember when I was young--er, I used to stay up until wee hours of the morning. I'd be at Dunkin Donuts at closing...taking home all the Donuts that they were throwing away, home watching TV in bed until 2am until I fell asleep to the glow of some situation comedy or a rerun of Saturday Night Live. I'd wake up to an infomercial, roll over and leave the TV on for the rest of the night (which somehow doesn't make for a restful night's sleep). That behavior remained through my 20s...ish. Then there was that whole period when I graduated to my 30s where I would stay out until 2am on Wednesday - Saturday night at bars, clubs, and whatever...sleeping most of Sunday away. Of course that got expensive, but whatever...at the time, for those couple of years, I had little responsibility. I slept in a recliner in front of the TV a lot then too...from 3am to time for work. That was until I met Katharine and we got married...then I graduated to late night movies, videogames, and this wonderful Internet that keeps me in touch with all of you great people...that didn't have anything to do with Katharine specifically, but I wanted to place this in timeline perspective. And then Nathan was born and here I am...at 326am finishing a statement on being up in the middle of the night...finishing up that bottle of water...yawning a bit...and shutting off the computer for a few more hours of rest. Thanks for joining me...I see some of you are awake too. What are you doing up so late?