Something happened, almost overnight really, life exploded.
And before everyone worries I don't mean in a bad way. Hardly.
I mean exploded in that constant errands to run, laundry to do, appointments to go to, calls to return, practice tonight, game tomorrow, school in the morning, oh wait where did I put the permission slip, is everyone wearing their shoes, no not those shoes, your shoes kinda way.
And lets not forget the playdate in the afternoon.
Whew. That makes me tired just reading it.
Seriously, I am tuckered out. It seems as of late, life is moving at the speed of light and I'm limping like the slow gazelle at the watering hole to keep up.
Getting two hours of sleep at a time doesn't help at all.
In time I know I'll get normal people sleep, even if its months from now. But the rest of it is here to stay. My boys are no longer little itty bitty wee ones. No longer do I drag them too and fro, not they are dragging ME.
Though I am still driving.
And no naps. Not even for this tired momma. That doesn't seem fair. They get more active and need less sleep.
Who thought that one up?
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