It’s going on a week since I’ve had a good, deep sleep. This is definitely starting to take a toll on me. Last night, the focus was junk food from 10:30-12am or so. She threw fits because I would not get cookies/pizza/candy/go outside/watch tv.
I feel like a zombie at work..doing 12hr shifts! She couldn’t have had a schedule ; she loves to be up at night. I will be estatic and ready when REM sleep comes knocking at my door.
Oh..first visit is planned for tomorrow afternoon. I feel some kind of way about this little angel’s poor heart when it’s over. I continue to pray for peace and comfort for her.
Sleep, find me! I’m right here.
Sidenote: She will literally cry for anything and nothing (I am learning).