Oy. Last night she woke up at least eight times. I lost count after 5am. The first time was at 9:30 and she was akickin and afussin until 11. The method to get her to go back to temporary dreamland? Singing ‘Old McDonald.’ I kept running out of animals.
Now, it’s almost four in the afternoon and she’s finally succumbed to a nap, meaning she’ll be up late tonight and I will be falling down tired. Sigh. Can not wait till this first trimester exhaustion ends.
What’s That? 5.5 Weeks of Baby.
