Its the late nights...

When all I want to do is sleep but I can't because I'm so overcome with emotion. Emotions of happiness and sadness and appreciation and admiration. Its the late nights when I read the stories from parents begging for miracles for their children, the stories of children fighting and struggling to make it just a few more hours...and it hits me...even though you never sleep and I'm up with you more now than when you were brand new...and I'm so tired that I want to cry and even though I really thought that tubes would be the answer to our sleep troubles and they so clearly have not been...and even though my patience are short and my energy level thin...I still have you. You're still here and you're healthy and wonderful. My love, you can keep me running on 3 hours of sleep the rest of my life, as long as I never have to know that kind of pain.