You would think after a day of cooking, cleaning, laundry, playing with the Little one, bathing him, changing him, feeding him, etc. I would be exhausted. Well, I was! Little one went down in his pack n play (I was tempted to put him in his crib he was sleeping so well) and I laid down on my bed waiting for blissful sleep.
Waiting...
Waiting...
Waiting...
Waiting...
Cat nap and the baby goes off for his 4 am bottle. Put him back down and think "I am so tired. Surely, I will sleep now." A few hours at that point would do me good.
Waiting...
Waiting...
Cat nap and the alarm to my phone goes off. Its 6:15am and time to make sure the kids are up for school. Lay back down. Close my eyes and I am apparently capable of staying awake after staring at the blackness of my eyelids for an hour. 7:30am guess who is up for the day.
I looked in the mirror this morning and for the first time I can remember there was giant bags under my eyes. I know they have been there before but, I probably just didn't notice. Horrible looking! But, at least it described my night quite well. Hubby didn't make any comment about how chipper I seemed. He just saw those bags and gave me a hug.
He slept like a baby. A really loud, snoring baby! At some point I am just going to pass out. Hoping I can synchronize it with the little ones nap.
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