It’s not even 7, and I’m already feeling maxed out. Can see mom has been up all night minus a nap on the couch, and I’m trying to coach her into getting into bed for a bit. Meanwhile, Ella doesn’t want me to make breakfast or do anything that doesn’t involve holding her.
We need to get the day ready so I can work, but I’m spent, and the day has barely begun. Hopefully, I can squeeze some self tending at some point once I drop her off.
Sandwiched 