Just finished staying up with J Boy all night and we can only guess that his ear infection has STILL not disappeared. Crying, demands to be downstairs, several trips back to bed that concluded with more trips downstairs for a Sesame Street DVD, and a sister who is light sleeper who HAS to be all up in his business finally concluded at 7:30 a.m. with him passed out in the arm chair in the living room.
I am dead on my feet. Had a crazy day serving at work yesterday and was dragging my butt around last night --- I know I won't get any rest until bedtime. I think I've slept a total of four full nights since J Boy was born ( we have to be fair and admit the birth of his sister contributed to this) and I just want some help in the middle of the night. I have the pleasure of being the non-breadwinner in this house and apparently it nullifies any right to exercise appropriate biological functions. I was TOLD last night, though years of experience taught me long ago this is true.
RESPECT, we haz it in diz house.
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