Winter Hibernation

It's funny how the universe gives you exactly what you need. The night before last, I woke at 2 with baby, and couldn't get back to sleep. At all. Which meant I had been up for 16 hours straight by 6 p.m. last night. After we picked baby up from daycare, we went home and she was fussy, so we put her down, and here's what unfolded:

6:30 - asleep. Totally, utterly unconscious.
40 minutes later-

Me: "I guess she didn't get a long enough nap this afternoon."

My Better Half: "mmm."

30 minutes later -

Me: "Jeez. I guess she was super tired. Do you think she's getting sick?"

My Better Half: "Nah, just sleepy."

1 hour later -

Me: "Do you think she's...okay?"

My Better Half: "just tired."

2 hours later:

Me: "I just checked on her again. Do you think she's, like, getting sick or something?"

My Better Half: "She's just tired."

3 hours later:

Me: "IS SHE OKAY?"

My Better Half: <eyes rolling>

4 hours later:

Me: "Uh, well, I wouldn't so much call it a problem as totally out of character for her. She's, um, well. Sleeping."

My Better Half: "ARE YOU CALLING THE DOCTOR?!?! GET OFF THE PHONE!"