It’s 4:18 am Wednesday morning and, sadly, I am awake. Even sadder, this is not the first time this week I’ve been awakened prior to 4am.
The baby’s diaper has been changed, he’s eaten his bottle, and now he lays on my chest in a half sleep–not deep enough to lie down.
It’s 4:24 am. My lucky numbers. Except I’m awake, so it doesn’t feel all that lucky right now.
What am I up to? Running a little on empty, not really sure where to refuel.