Yesterday during church I found myself steadily rocking back and forth, back and forth trying to keep my sleeping baby in that condition. And then I remembered that Lewis was holding him. There was nothing for me to rock.
Not five minutes later I found myself doing it again.
Then today after Jack fell asleep I went about cleaning the kitchen. Jack made a noise like something had startled him and he was shortly going to wake up. To prevent this I started tiptoeing around, loading the dishwasher as quietly as I could before I remembered that Jack was in his room sleeping and the noise I heard was through the baby monitor.
I might need to get more sleep myself.