I am tired. Soooo tired. Little Sister has been up half the night for the past two nights. And I don’t mean she needed someone to rock her a lot during the night, I mean she was crying unless she had one of us with her or was in bed with us – and was crying half the time even then. And she woke up today at 4 a.m. and started demanding that I get up and take my shower. (Sorry, LS, but if you’re in MY bed at 4 in the morning, I do NOT want to hear “SHOWER! Mom! Shower!”)
I don’t think Tim and I got more than four hours of sleep either night. I’m actually getting a bit of a reprieve tonight – Big Brother and I are at my parents’ house for the start of our Thanksmas weekend – but Tim stayed home with LS tonight because she’s SO fussy and, frankly, isn’t particularly pleasant to be around right now. (Poor baby, though.) (And poor Tim.) I’m hoping that they’ll be able to drive up and join us after her nap tomorrow.