Monday, March 9, 2009

dragging


My tiny baby woke up five hundred times last night.

My big boy woke up 4 times last night.

My girl woke up once.

I don't think I was able to string together a solid hour of sleep.

I'm tired.

My union is thinking about going on strike.

4 comments:

poppa said...

I don't know if this will help, but I always looked at it as paying dues for the great times I had with my kids and the even greater times that were ahead. The moment was hard, but the rewards are so rich you can not get your mind or heart around them. IT IS WORTH EVERY SECOND, but then you already know that.
You know you can almost hear the choir .... :)

Sally said...

and when you can't hear the choir singing~ they are praying for you!!!keep listening either way!!

Heather said...

I have been having that kind of week, too. E has been up A LOT during the night. Praying that tonight is better :)

underthebigbluesky said...

nothing hurts more than lack of sleep.

when you feel like a zombie and the kids are curled up next to you on the couch and you wonder, "how do THEY keep going?" all the while trying to keep your eyelids from drooping, drooping, drooping.

hope you get some rest mama.