I wish it were easier for me to slouch and lean my head on the wall when I’m in the book room pumping. It’d be nice to be able to take a little catnap while I’m milking myself.
I have hit a wall with the exhaustion. I’m sure it’s from a combination of things. I’ve had a cold since last Thursday. I was on the go ALL weekend long (seriously…I was out until midnight on both Friday and Saturday evenings for work related events.). Joshua slept like a big ol’ heaping pile of poop on Monday night (why, WHY did he think it was necessary to talk to himself for an HOUR on Monday night??? Why?) keeping us awake with him. I was at a work-related event until 9:30ish last night, and didn’t get to bed until 10:30 because I had to wash and make bottles and pump.
I was seriously falling asleep on my way to work this morning. If that’s going to happen, it needs to happen when Joshua is NOT in the car with me. I was doing everything I could think of to stay awake. Talk radio. A/C on, followed by the heat. Windows down. Windows up. Loud music and trying to sing along at the top of my unable-to-be-filled-because-of-this-cold lungs. Nothing. My eyelids are still droopy right now.
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The exhaustion and not getting enough sleep makes me want to go home and take a nap before I go pick Joshua up from daycare, but the gas mileage and driving says that’s ridiculous and I should just suck it up. So I will, and I’ll survive, because that’s how I roll.
But still, I need some sleep.
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