I'm so tired, I haven't slept a wink
I'm so tired, my mind is on the blink
I wonder should I get up and fix myself a drink
No, no, no.

I'm exhausted. Baby J. woke me up at 5am this morning by squealing into the baby monitor. She continued sleeping for another hour, while I sat in bed, wide eyed wanting to use the bathroom but afraid that making any noise at all would wake the baby. It didn't help that the night before I tossed and turned for an hour before falling asleep. This morning, I was hoping that after the baby got her bottle, she would want to go back to sleep (as she's sometimes apt to do). No, instead, she wanted to yell at me, slap me in the head, and headbutt me (all things everyone wants to experience first thing in the morning).

Oh well, Baby J. is lucky she's so cute.

Lucky Girl