I'm too tired for all this tomfoolery.

It's only been a week that I've been flying solo, but I have come to the conclusion that single parents survive by using witchcraft; like in Disney movies when brooms sweep by themselves and dishes was themselves and woodland creatures tidy up for you. There is no other explanation, 'cause dude, I'm tired.
Like fall on your face tired.

Like I could lay face down on a slab of concrete and sleep like a hibernating bear.

Last night Zofia nursed at 9:30pm and then we all went to bed.
Then she nursed at 11:30pm.
Athena woke me up at 1am for a drink.
Zofia nursed at 2am.
Athena started crying in her sleep at 4:30am.
Zofia nursed at 5am and commenced with the baby party.
6:30am and we're all up for the day.

So today NaBloPoMo, I got nothin' but exhaustion and a migraine.

Play me off, Keyboard Cat.

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