Sometimes I get kinda cranky after I have to give Truett a bath at 2am, and then rock him for 4 hours and he still won’t go to sleep. But then I think, in a couple of years when he doesn’t want to be held anymore and he says, “I can do it myself, mom.” I bet I’d give my left hand to rock him for 4 hours in the middle of the night, which is why I enjoy each and every minute with Little T, regardless of what time it is.