Coffee, Coffee, Buzz, Buzz
Sleepy. Very sleepy.
Oldest daughter up at 3am. Cramps, can't sleep. 2 Advils, 1 hot water bottle, the remote and the couch.
Baby Girl heard the commotion in the hall. She's up. 3 hours of twirling my hair (it's what she does when she's sleepy) and calling the cat to sleep with us. Finally put her back in her own bed at 6-ish.
Cat can't settle. On the bed, on the floor, on the bed, on my head, out the door.
Babe is back up at 7:30am. Her Dad puts her back in bed with me. "Where the 'mote? Where the 'mote? Caillou!"
8:30am- Middle baby girl brings me a present and hand made card. "Open it!" It's one of my christmas hand towels wrapped in a fleece blanket. "Isn't it soft and pretty?!"
Half a pot of coffee later. My fingers are twitching, but I'm coming around. I love you, Juan Valdez.