Day 152: Sleep

I've got a minute. The baby's in bed and those two are out shopping. And I've got a precious minute to myself.

We are in the midst of Halloween festivities. She is so excited and full of sugar, so into everything. I am not so into it, not like I used to be when I would be a sexy whatever and kick ass all night long. Now I am just me and doing it for her. Maybe one day it'll come back, maybe not.

My husby has 5 days off in a row and poor Buddy is getting the cold turkey as far as night time feedings/sleeping with me go. I'm done with it...tired to the brink, walking zombie and losing it. There have been a few (read a few few) angry moments this week, gritting teeth and yelling. My patience was lost last week, waiting for next week to be found. I figure that a few nights of sleep, no child yanking on my boob all night long, my half of my bed to myself, will do the trick. So, with that, the poor little guy is thrust into growing up, that one step further from baby, a time I will fondly recall 20 years from now when I see some poor woman at the store, her kids driving her nuts.