Becky just doesn't have a clue of what I have to go through... 4 am this morning Braden starting crying. Of course, I woke up. He's been sleeping through the nights, but recently he has had a head cold, so his sleep isn't quite as deep. So, once he was crying for a bit, and we realized that he was not going to go to sleep, I woke up again when Becky got out of bed. You know, she could have gotten out a little more gentler to make sure I didn't wake up even more. Then, Becky changed his diaper. Have you ever heard the Velcro of those diaper tabs at 4 in the morning? Then, the sounds of the microwave warming up the bottle was enough to keep me from getting back to my sweet dreams. As I lay there, struggling to sleep, as I was just about ready to doze off, I happen to notice Becky putting Braden back to bed. Yes, patting his back to lull him to sleep was like a drum. I mean really, a light patting would have been more conside...