Tuesday, September 21, 2010
The (Non) Napping House
I'm so tired, I can feel it in my eyebrows.
I thought the sleepless nights were over.
I was wrong. So, so wrong.
During the day, nap time is a war zone. My stubbornness versus theirs. Sometimes I win, sometimes they do.
During the night, they take turns hollering out. Sometimes it's just the one holler, sometimes they completely wake up. But either way, I'm up about every other hour.
I love my baby girls. I would never trade this sleepless life for anything. But I could go for a nap.
A long, delicious, uninterrupted nap.
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