I haven't written in a while because... well, I am exhausted.
Sleep, apparently, is for people better than me. This is (my husband tells me) one of those parts of pregnancy that my brain always forgets about once it's over--- I can only assume God made it that way so that I continue to have children. I probably shouldn't even write about it in case I stumble across this sometime in the future, but since we're pretty intentionally unintentional about our family-non-planning, even knowing how exhausted I will be won't make any difference in any future baby-making endeavors. So I get to whine.
Honestly, I'm not even sure that paragraph makes sense.
I am on day... I think... 5 or 6 of less than 5 hours of sleep, accomplished by some combination of not being able to go to bed until very late and/or waking up very early. One night I went to bed at 3am, and the next night I woke up at 3am.
And if anyone tells me to "get sleep while I can" they might get slapped. Clearly, if I COULD, I would sleep.
Anyway, I'm pretty ready for this baby. I think. I mean, I pretty much STOPPED nesting about 3 weeks ago. Just got too tired and sick of cleaning. So there's no crib set up, no baby diapers, no swings or bouncy seats or extra meals. But as I don't anticipate that happening any time in the next few weeks, I'm as ready as I'm going to be!
Yep, I have definitely stopped making sense. And both the girls are awake extra early today, so this will be the end of my rant.
XOXO
Tired Girl
