You know, I look at P and think "I wanted this, I wanted it for so long and now look at what my life has become."
Same thing at work -- I really wanted to go back at this time, so I can take my other leave in the fall -- and it will totally work better that way but it doesn't mean that I don't look longingly at the other side of the fence. I'm excessively tired. I work at 7 am most days and combine that with a baby at 3 am fairly often....
well, tired is just the best word to describe myself right now.
Well "really-wanting-yumi-yogurt" also describes me -- but I don't think we can really call that a "word", can we?
In other news P has reflux and is not in the mood to eat sometimes. It makes me tired, and my ears hurt with the screaming.