Wow! 6am! I wish. Arty doesn't sleep past 4:30am. We got to 6:15am this morning because he's sick with a cold and was up heaps last night. (But yes, I feel your pain Trev)
Add this to the fact that he is only averaging 3 hours between night feeds at the moment and you have 2 very sleep deprived parents
Also, yesterday, before we realised he was sick, we went out for lunch at a cafe. Upon getting back to the car we realised that he had done a poo, so we decide to change him in the boot (we have a hatchback that works really well for that sort of thing) so I pick him up to get ready and feel all wet. I look down to literally see shit _EVERYWHERE_. He had had a poo explosion the likes of which the world had never previously seen. It had leaked through all his clothes, onto his pram and of course, onto me. So we start to change him and of course all he wants to do is put his hands wherever there is poo. And then he tries to put his hands in his mouth

. So we clean the poor waif up, change him, get him in the car and the poor kid still smells like poo. Have to race home and bath him and I then put him down for a sleep while wifey has to wash poo out of everyone's clothes.
Fast forward to today. He has a cold and I have a stupidly sore back from leaning over the boot at an awkward angle trying to change his nappy. Plus did I mention he hardly slept last night?
Parenthood is fun!!!! Seriously you people that go back for more than one kid need your head checked.