Well it is the wee hours of the morning as I sit here typing this. My little one was up at 3:30 to feed and quickly joined the world of slumber. I on the other hand have been tossing and turning since then. I can hear hubby’s rhythmic breathing and know that he’s entered this world as well. Why oh why does it seem so easy for them to do this? Why does a mother’s brain never get to turn off? Or is it an ironic twist that the 3 hours of sleep I got should be enough? I know that I’m not alone when it comes to this.
So I’ll get up, make a frappe, fold the load of laundry that went into the dryer before I got into bed and start the day. I guarantee I’ll be more productive before 9:00am then you will be all day 😉
Have a good week!!