"Are you trying to drive me crazy?" I muttered a little too loudly.
"Oh yes, he is plotting to annoy you." my husband replied.
But at that moment in my half-delusional-completely-exhausted-state in the middle of the night, I might have somewhat believed that of my 1 month old son.
Maybe it's the lack of sleep... maybe it's the hormones.. maybe it's the fact that I am suddenly feeling very alone; but I am breaking down a bit.
My parents left yesterday... and I am suddenly feeling very overwhelmed and wondering how I am going to do it. Never mind the fact that we survived for a week back here before my parents arrived. Several weeks of only getting no more than two, at good times three, hours of consecutive sleep has added up. Did I tell you one time there even a four hour stretch, did I tell you how glorious that felt? I was even dreaming! Too bad that stretch led to horrible reflux and pain on my little guys tiny tummy.
Alex wants me to play with her doll house, Lucas wants me to build Legos, Ryder is grunting and spitting up again. My lunch is cold. At least I made myself lunch today.
But then we all stop and watch a movie together. All snuggled up on the couch. I fall asleep for a bit and wake up to find us all still there together and realize everything is going to be okay.
Deliriously tired but okay.
And to prove it, I will even have a list of Ten Things to Smile About tomorrow. Don't forget to write your lists and come and link up!