I am always amazed at the fine line we walk between being able to cope with our tiredness and being so exhausted that we would gladly deny the exhistance of our own children to get an extra moments kip.
In fact in one of the greatest bad daddy examples of poor parenting I did perform the ultimate act of Judas by denying that I had a daughter just to be able to sleep a little longer. It was the 3rd night after our first child was born and she had spent the night in the hospitals nursery and had only been brought in to feed. It was something that this hospital did to help us newbies to adapt, the other thing they did wasallow us fathers to stay in the hospital as well (I have since learnt my lesson and decided to stay at home and just visit the hospital with Usurper).
So at 6:00am in the morning after a night of having been woken a couple of times for feeds the phone rang for us to come around and pick up our wonderful new daughter. In my sleep deprived state I actually told the nursery that they had rung the wrong number because we didn’t have a daughter. They must have heard the exhaustion in my voice because they didn’t ring back for another hour or so.
Now with number two we are better prepared, but still the sleep deprivation has an effect on you in unimaginable ways, no wonder they use it as a form of torture - or is the correct term ‘interrogation technique’.
