Wanna do it again?

well, first wake up of the night 9:45.

Despite how tired I get, or how frustrated I get with her constant whinging during the day (at the moment, she doesn't always seem to be like that), it never ceases to amaze me that there's always one thought that runs through my mind, without me actually consciously thinking it.

"I could do this again"

Have another baby. Yep. I reckon I could.