It seems as soon as I think I'm going to get some sleep...it just doesn't happen.
Right now the wee one is lying beside me on the couch....he's trying to decide whether or not he's going back to sleep. I swear he has a sixth sense for when I'm about to fall to slumber, because that's the time he starts to fuss and just doesn't want me to.
That's ok....I should get dressed anyway and start my day. Today I get to bless my house. I'm hoping the wee one will agree with this process. The swing is a powerful sedative. A new mother's best friend.
In the meantime I will make myself some breakfast and enjoy my son's smiles.
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