Almost every morning Havah wakes up to her fan club. I'm quite often at the gym, so it's the fun folks who she starts her day with. One of her very favorites is her Grammy. Grammy is so fun. She gets out the best toys, she snuggles, and when Havah is done snuggling or playing with toys Gram moves her onto the next thing.
Last night was pretty rough. Havah woke before her normal 10pm dream feed and wouldn't calm down, so I fed her and went to bed early. She woke again before 12, then again around 3, then 6, then 7:15. So...I'm tired. It was one of those nights where you're so tired you are thinking irrational things like..."God, why are you doing this to me?". I was thinking, do I need to bind evil? So I prayed and I felt better, but Havah just kept right on with the crying. Even now I'm typing with one hand because guess who only wants to sit in my lap.