Sunday, March 20, 2011

Sundays Are Brutal

I remember a time when I could plan a super relaxing Sunday. I might wake up early, drive to Krispy Kreme for fresh donuts or have breakfast or brunch with friends. I'd read the paper, maybe go shopping, take the dog for as long a walk as his little wiener legs could handle. It was nice. Now I wake up tired because the insomnia and toddler combo means I get about 4 hours of sleep per night. Sundays now consist of keeping a 3 yr old entertained, fed, tantrum free and his pant dry with constant reminders: Do you need to go potty? Do you need to go potty? It's nuts.

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