Between my husbands head cold, the dogs sleeping/snoring/dreaming, and my restless legs I feel like I was up all night.
Really I was only awake until about 2:45am. So that wasn't all night. Just most of it.
I tired to take a nap this afternoon, but never got to sleep, and felt worse when I actually got out of bed.
So today, in a word, is exhaustion.
Tomorrow will be better.
I'm adopted, he's in the Air Force, and all we really want is family. After 8 miscarriages, and one failed adoption, this blog is a journal through infertility, adoption, and now parenthood, now that Isaac has filled our baby carriage, and it's about to be filled again with a surprise, successful (so far) pregnancy! It's sometimes blunt, sometimes improper, but always real. This is our story.
Here's hope for a better tomorrow! Lord knows I'm praying for the same...
ReplyDeleteUgh! I hate those nights! Last night I had the craziest adoption dream that we got match but there were major issues...and our profile wasn't even out yet. Needless to say I woke up in a panic.
ReplyDeleteI can't wait for us to be able to sleep through the night with visions of sugar plums dancing in our heads.
No fun, Hope last night was better.
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