Calgon. . .
take me away!
Ok- so every night for the past week I have either had extreme insomnia, or the kids have woken me up countless times. I am exauhsted. Like semi nauseated all day exauhsted. Like can’t remember how to spell exauhsted. Like forgetting to put the parking break on exauhsted.
Jonas kept me up until 11 last night. Then Maggie woke up from 12 until 3. Then I fell back asleep and woke up to shattering glass because Maggie got up again and tried to get herself a drink and dropped the glass.
Then Jonas wet his bed, and ended up crawling in with me, kicking me for about an hour and snoring until he wet MY bed.
Then Maggie got up AGAIN and brought and entire jug of milk over to my bed, where she dropped it on the floor and spilled milk all over a pile of clean laundry waiting to be folded.
Holy Freaking Cow, people. 5 loads of laundry, no sleep and a HUGE overwhelming to do list that I’m already behind on.
I. Have. Had. It.



