I woke up this morning to a little face telling me she couldn’t find her swimsuit, and that remembering when she last had it was frustrating.

I can bet it’s not as frustrating as being awakened by a seven year old’s face.

They both do it to me, my husband and my child.  They wake me up at any hour for any reason.  My husband wants to know where the laptop is, my child wants to know where everything she has ever owned is.  

I feel hungover from not getting enough sleep.  I am so tired that I can hardly understand any of this.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: