I am grown up..I know better

Or do I. I am sitting here sipping my topped to the brim hot chocolate with marshmallows (take that goodlife) and I can hardly keep my eyes open. That 70's show whispering in the background..because really..I love my kids..but I am so happy not to be being touched by them at the moment. nothing will be louder than a whisper.

There in lies the idiocy. I am so tired..havent slept a full 8 hours in over a year..and yet..here I sit.
And here I will sit until about midnight when I force myself into bed. Yes ladies and gentlemen..force. 

The place I dream about all day is put off so late at night.

I will go to bed around midnight. my 11 month old ( in less than three hours) will wake within 5 minutes and out of pure exhaustion I will bring him to bed. Where we both sleep restlessly blissfully. Lately he nurses all night..so I am chaffing..and having to switch sides constantly. so I am not getting much rest when I AM sleeping.

Moral of this poorly thrown together blog.

I am a fricken moron.

on the plus side..I do get to go and snuggle sweet yummy smelling anthony all night

It is amazing how great your own offspring smell..I think it is what keeps us around somedays lol


and regardless of the restless nights..bed sharing is amazing..god I love him