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I was way off. Oliver woke up at 8pm, watched Parks and Recreation with us while he pretended not to be tired, and I finally got him back to sleep by ten or so.

And do you know what? I was in bed until nine am this morning. I wasn't asleep, but I was in there. I woke up at five (shoot me), peed, fell back to sleep. Woke up at six (shoot Bentley), fell back to sleep after like an hour, and woke up at 8 and laid there listening to everyone stir and shuffle as their bodies woke up. So, fitful, yes, but at least my body didn't have to face the morning before it was good and ready.