There is a storm outside but it looks like the tornado hit inside. Dreary days inside and out. The rain keeps pouring. At least it is something new. And we can hope for a rainbow.
August 4, 2020
I just wrote about sleep. I am an excellent sleeper if you let me. The pandemic does not affect my sleep, my children affect my sleep. I am usually mentally and physically exhausted and so when I lay down, I am out. Until the pitter patter of tiny feet make their way to our bedside or until J. needs to nurse or someone has a nightmare about pickles, or volcanoes, or, the ever dreaded puked in my sleep wake up. I’d say we are averaging 4 hours a night... I’d prefer a full 12:)
February 8, 2021