It’s 10pm. Simon, the eleven month old, is still fighting sleep. He’s just so busy these days, he can’t settle. There are so many things to learn, you see.
Last night he was up from 2:15 to 6:30am. This mama is so very tired. I have work to do (I work from home), a very cluttered and dirty house, dishes in the sink, and an exhausted husband trying to rock the baby so I can get something done so we can try for sleep ourselves. And yet, I am grateful for the house, the baby, the husband, the dishes, and the work.
I WOULD like to sleep tonight though. For real.