I have a theory, and I'm sure I'm not the first -- the reason we don't sleep for the first 6 weeks of a baby's life is so that we won't remember it.
I just spoke to my Christmas Mommy. Much as she was in labor... she is doing a lot better than she thinks she is. Her milk seems to be coming in wonderfully, and although the baby isn't sleeping very well, she is taking advantage of the wakeful nights to get to know her little guy.
Isn't it difficult to settle into life with a newborn? I told my midwife that I'd gladly be pregnant for 15 months and deliver a 6-month-old. Some people, my mother among them, just adore the newborn stage. "Oh, I just love how they're totally helpless and dependent, and you're the only one who can give them what they need," my mother has said. To me, this is not the best part of motherhood. But it is, I suppose, what makes three people a family -- the pacing the halls, the hours rocking, the shared tears.
Like how the pain a woman feels in labor will guide her to move her body in a way that is most beneficial to progressing her labor, the growing pains of parenting lead us to get to know and love our new babies in ways that no one else can.
Boy, I sure do wish I could have remembered all this when mine were little. And I'm sure I'll forget it again if we ever have a third, too!