We had a horrible night.. Jill cried on and off from midnight to 4am. Unable to sleep, Jack came into our room no less than 5 times seeking solitude. Up down up down. It seemed never ending. They are actually perky this morning, dressing without incident for Nantie.
Wish I could see the same for myself.
My body is numb and the coffee is not kicking in. If you see me today, I'll be the 39 1/2 year old that is mentally unstable with dark bags under her eyes. Tread lightly around me. Consider yourselves warned.
Thank God It's Friday.