...to truly do justice to how tired I am this week. Even though the kid has cut down to waking up once, maybe twice a night these days, I still can't catch up.
He sleeps his "long stretch" from about 8pm-1/2am, and on the nights when I close at Buca, I'm usually not home and ready for bed until about the time he wakes up. So I then get about 3 hours in before he's up for the second time. 2 more hours, then he's up for the morning around 7...which is ok because then it's Daddy's turn until he has to leave for work at 8:45. So on these nights, after a 10 hour shift on my feet, I get between 6-7 hours of interrupted sleep in. waaa waaa...poor me right? lol
Pre-pregnancy, I needed about 9 hours a night, uninterrupted. Pregnant, with naps included, I slept about 13 hours out of each day...rough, I know. And the other 11 hours I was awake, I felt exhausted.
So 6-7 with breaks in between these days is KILLING me.
I know, I know..."sleep when the baby sleeps"...blah, blah, blah is my response.
If I follow that advice, I would never shower, never have clean clothes to wear (nor my husband or child), never have clean dishes to eat off of or dinner to eat, never pick up groceries or necessities from Target, and never leave the house.
The point is I'm tired...very, very tired. So if we encounter one another in the near future or did already in the recent past, I apologize. Because there is a good chance that I was or will seem to be a total biitch. I apologize...I'm working on finding my balance so that I get more sleep.
Wish me luck.
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