Three hours is how much sleep I had last night. And now it's 6:30 p.m. and because of prior obligations, I have not been able to have a nap. It is quite the struggle not to be grumpy at my children who are doing nothing out of the ordinary, And by "not be grumpy" I actually meant "not be a horrific monster." One of my least favorite feelings comes right after I lash out at one of my kids and realize a second too late that it had nothing to do with them and all to do with myself--but they got the brunt of it anyway.
Here's to repentenance,forgiveness, and more sleep.