Friday

I woke up this morning feeling oh-so-cranky.  J is waking a lot lately (read: every 2.5 hours or so) and as a result I'm just exhausted.  It's the third night in a row I've not had more than a couple of hours' sleep at a stretch and it's wearing me down.  Really, it was one of those mornings when I just wanted to be alone, completely.  You know, when you wish everyone else were somewhere else, and you weren't needed.  *sigh*  As it was, I just had a cup of tea and pretended to be happy, and as is often the case, the bad mood passed enough for me to cope with everyone and do breakfasts and all that jazz. 

And then, this afternoon, M played with the children while I went for a run!  Molly is a great dog to run with.  She keeps a steady pace which is perfect for my jogging and because she's not that worried about weeing everywhere like Cooper was, I didn't need to stop every few metres to let her mark her territory! 

It felt great to get out and run again.  I think I might not be able to move, tomorrow, but it was worth it.  Time alone in the bush with the dog... pretty awesome.

Going for an early night tonight, hoping I can get a few hours in before the first wake-up cry.