So tired. So very, very tired.
I still don’t have pictures of our new baby boy. (Sparky) But I can report that a classic case of sleep deprivation is well on its way. We don’t have a fenced in yard so Sparky sleeps in a kennel in our bedroom. He only whimpers about twice a night to go out to potty. Then he whimpers at least once because he is jealous that the cat doesn’t have to stay in a kennel. Then he has to shake the living daylights out of his favorite stuffed animal. And there is always the chewing of what ever makes the most noise.
My alarm goes off in the morning and I’m left wondering how in the hell I ever survived feedings and diaper changes every three hours with my child.
I live for the day we get Sparky’s out door kennel built