OMG I am so tired type blog

Got a glimpse today of what a new baby is going to bring to the house - sledgehammer tiredness. I am soooo tired I have bounced off a few walls and walked into rooms to do things and forgotten what I wanted to do there, then left and remembered to return back to do it only to completely forget instantly once in the room.

Why, you might be asking yourselves, is poor Debbie (and co.) so tired? Well I'll tell you: a certain *somebody* who is less than four feet tall, decided to wake up at 1am last night. And 1:15am. And 1:30am. And 2am. And 2:30am. And 2:43am. And 3am. And 4:35am. Crying and screaming. For no reason. To show me snot. For a cuddle. To tell me something. To see if I'd get there in under ten seconds. Because he was bored. Because he just didn't want to sleep. OMG I was so tired that I think I actually went into a coma at 5am and whether he called after that or didn't I really don't know. But boy am I tired. And boy do I so now remember what babies are like. And it is making more determined than ever to get a SLING ready to strap this child constantly to me day and night so that I can get some *sleep*....

Can't think beyond 'where did I put my Polos'. Brain hurting. Eyes squidgy. I'm off to fantasise about a good nights' sleep (insha'allah). Pity Isha salah is going to slighty bugger up that fantasy of an early nights sleep.... :S