I'm up everyday now at 5am with a little girl whose internal clock is whack. I am eating dinner tonight at 9pm for the 4th night in a row because it's the first time all day I get to actually SIT. I am still reading the same book I started 4 months ago. 4 MONTHS. I am behind 3 weeks in all my Real Housewives shows. I am buried by laundry. And apparently I've caught the attention of Mr. Sore Throat who has been flirting with me for quite a few days and comes and goes but when he comes he's aggressive.
Can a sister just get a minute? Just a minute? The bad part about not feeling overwhelmed very often is that when it hits - it hits.