And I should turn off the tv, transfer the baby to her cosleeper, bring my beer and head to bed with the next few chapters of my novel.
I’m tired. Bone tired… in fact, my hip is aching inexplicably when I sit, and the center of my back twinges when I stand. My brain doesn’t focus very well, and pretty soon, my eyes will start closing of their own accord.
But not yet.
My normal bedtime is 11pm. I have an hour and a half until then, so why not take that time to revise—
Dear God!!!
Baby girl, go back to sleep!
Sigh. I guess there is no chance for mommy to be not mommy.
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