Yesterday I was writing about how tomorrow isn’t guaranteed and indeed it isn’t as last night the little princess was waking up in the middle of the night and by 5 AM she was ready to start the day. Those are some hard nights since there doesn’t seem to be anything I can do besides hold the baby, at least the screaming didn’t wake her sister. The reason holding at night is hard is because I want to lay down in bed and sleep, there’s no place to lay down with the baby and there’s a fear I’ll drop her if I fall asleep. What ended up happening is I’d rock the baby to sleep for a couple minutes and try to put her back down, then she’d scream and we’d repeat until the sun comes up. It’s annoying, but not world ending; I got good sleep the night before. Interrupted sleep is a reminder that I’m excess energy territory, everyday I’m trying to get through the day and hopefully the night.









