So my daughter is being a terrible sleeper the last 2 weeks. Last night she woke me up at 3:10 am crying and using the bathroom. Then I couldn't sleep well after that. When the alarm went off at 4:20 I was a total zombie. I got up, got dressed and went out into our loft where my husband was laying (he couldn't sleep). I told him how tired I was. He said go back to bed, to which I said there was no way now. Needless to say I cried all the way to the gym because I was so tired. But never fear, once there I felt so much better. I got the endorphins rolling and got to talk to my good friend Kira the whole time. When I left I felt so much better. I don't regret going. But tonight, ya, tonight I'm go to bed earlier so I can get extra rest for my weary bones. |