I see a meme floating around Facebook every now and then that says:
Yeah, I’m just about there.
Henry recently went from sleeping 6-8 hours a night back to being up every couple hours. To say that I’m exhausted is an understatement. Stevie has offered to get up and take a night shift, but since I’ve gone back to work I’ve gotten seriously stingy about using any of the frozen milk I’ve stashed unless it’s absolutely necessary. And on top of the recent sleep regression, little H-man is teething too.
Leo and Cosette must have been reading my mind because we woke this morning to discover they’d fashioned their own little fort out of books and wrapping paper, and were snuggled up in a couple of Santa hats.