“Baby, wake up….”
“Stop…”
“Come on. It's already late.”
“Ten minutes…”
“You already said it three times. It's been half an hour since….”
I inhaled deeply before slowly opening my eyes. I was still sleepy and very comfortable in bed. “What time is it?” I grumbled.
“Ten…”
“Ten? It's still early,” I closed my eyes again and hugged my pillow.
I woke up at four in the morning, and it took me two hours to doze off again. I slept late last night since Gideon was grumpy and wanted to see his daddy Tom.
The time difference made it a little tricky. The couple was on their little adventure during those hours, and it was already midnight when we were able to speak with them. As soon as Gideon heard his dad's voice, he finally slept without trouble.
We had been co-sleeping with Gideo
