This was probably the hardest week of my life. Sam is lucky that he is so cute and I am lucky that I had an instant bond with him, otherwise I am not sure I would have made it through. My hormones were so out of control (I’m sure they are still not totally in check) and I felt the need to cry all the time! I was totally sleep deprived and to top it off, I had insomnia. I could not fall asleep to save my life. I remember just lying there thinking, one hour until I have to feed him again, 45 minutes until I have to feed him again, 30 minutes until I have to feed him again. Usually by 20 minutes I would just get up and go do something productive. Originally we had planned to keep Sam in our room in a bassinet. However, it was instantly clear that wasn’t going to work. My eyes popped open at even the smallest noise that Sam would make. So we moved him to his room in his crib, which still didn’t fix the problem. At night, I would go sleep on the couch in our basement. When Sam would wake up, Ben would call me on my cell phone and I would come upstairs to feed him. By this point I was taking Benadryl and could actually fall asleep. That solution saved me for the first week and I am so thankful Ben was willing to play along!