Offspring
“Amy was just getting around to the breakfast dishes when she heard him turn on the shower in the bathroom. She wondered how much sleep he’d gotten and felt a familiar envy. David could get by on five or six hours a night, no problem. Whereas she needed eight and suffered when she didn’t get them.
Which had been most of the time, since Melissa was born.
This third month, though, was easier. Melissa’s patterns of sleeping, eating and alertness were becoming much more regular. She was sleeping as much as nine or ten hours a night now, waking only once or twice.
Her own sleeping patterns were the problem now. She hadn’t yet adjusted. Last night had been her first really sound night’s sleep in weeks.
It felt good. But it was hardly enough.
Whereas David liked to quote Warren Zevon—”I’ll sleep when I’m dead.” She didn’t know where he got his energy. Not from his parents, that was for sure. His parents’ idea of an evening had been three or four sitcoms, news at eleven, and bed.
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