Make that a week

I need a doubleshot, I'll settle for a few solid hours of sleep.

I've spent most of the last week either awake or drifting in and out of wakefullness. Tending to a sick baby (who doesn't know if she wants to eat or spitup) just isn't conducive to having any sort of break to recover. 6 weeks now, nowhere near recovery. Makes me ancy which makes me pick fights. Thank God for little Jack who makes me laugh hysterically once a day. Weeks like this and I know why I'm not writing. Gotta go, crying baby. 2 hours of rest please!

Alexander

I'm having a terrible horrible no good very bad day

Writing

I'm ashamed of myself. I've decided that I am goign to start writing on my blogspot again. Also, I am going to start writing poetry again. What was I thinking not writing for all this time?