I've tried not to turn my blog into a full-on whine session, but I have to be honest today. I'm tired. Not just, "Oh, I could use a nap" tired, but bone weary, exhausted, my baby hasn't stopped whining or taken a full nap in a week tired. The kind of tired that a caramel chai latte can't fix, and it just keeps getting worse.
However, I must be doing at least okay, because I still managed to get dressed today, whether I was tempted to drive Cody to practice in my sweats or not. That at least has to count for something, right?