Sleep-deprived

Sigh. I’d write something intelligent, except that Little Guy woke up at 2:30am, 3:30am, 4:30am (Big Guy took that one) and needed pacifier replacement or to be rearranged in his crib. He woke up for good just before 6, and it’s been downhill from there. I should add that Big Guy normally takes morning duty, except on Wednesday mornings and one day on the weekend. He does better with no sleep! I was commenting yesterday that Little Guy always wakes up early when I’m on duty, and sure enough… 2:30am. Normally he sleeps from 7 or 7:30pm to 7 or 7:30am, so you can see the problem.

As if that weren’t enough, you wake up to a screaming baby and howling cats. Everyone wants to be fed, and all I want is to sleep.

Oh, but that’s not all. As I’m getting up all night long, I keep stepping in a puddle on the bedroom floor. The air conditioning vent was collecting condensation, which then dripped through our ceiling and onto the floor. Big Guy was supposed to take care of it yesterday, but forgot. The joys of home ownership.