Yawn

This morning I was so tired I thought I was going to puke. It doesn't seem to matter what time I go to bed or what time I wake up, I just don't seem to get enough zzzz's. I am in pure zombie mode which I guess goes with the lobotomy feeling I've been having with my brain but leaves a lot to be desired in terms of functioning like a regular human being. I can't think straight, have a decent conversation, write coherent e-mails, figure out what day it is, read my favorite blogs & come up with anything witty to say here.

Things that are making me tired:

• upping the physical exercise - i am sore all over & going up the stairs has become a problem
• eating crap
• picking up rattle / click & spin flower (one of her favorites)/ stuffed kitty off the floor repeatedly after they've been thrown down a million times by cookoo baby
• stupid dog barking at anything that moves outside
• kicky mcthrashy tossing & turning in bed beside me all night
• bizarro dreams that end on weird notes because of being woken up by thrashy baby
• anxiety level about anything bad possibly happening to baby or me - at least Bert if not Ernie
  

And so my friends, I apologize for the lack of posts, the lack of comments on other people's blogs, the poor writing & especially to Calvin, for only being able to point & grunt at objects I want you to pick up instead of actually being able to name them. Oh, and for being able to cry at the drop of a hat for no apparent reason. In less than two hours my mother arrives for a 5 day visit so I'm hoping she can take over for at least a few hours of doodle bug quality time so I can attempt to catch up on my sleep. Perhaps then I can catch up on life.