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I fully intended to write and post this last night.  I sat down at my computer with that intention but my exhausted, addled brain got distracted by shiny things–celebrity gossip, the intentionally inflammatory headline or two–and I logged off and went to bed without writing a darned thing.  Oops.  Oh well, the upshot is that Tater Tot slept through the night and I was so exhausted that I slept more than usual, too!  Hallelujah, I can see the Promised Land!  As a result I am having an atypical Mommy Morning.  I have wiped down one of two bathrooms (the other one had a husband in it so I didn’t get to that one yet), I have a clean kitchen, a load of laundry is spinning as I type, my daughter is fed and ready to go, my bed is made and I’m halfway through this post, all by 6am.  Of course I am still in my sweats and I have a hole in my sock…

The night before, however, Tater was up twice and took a little while to go back down, resulting in a whopping 5 hours of sleep for me.  Almost none of them in a row.  Blech.  And of course the ever-elusive naps came in 40 minute chunks yesterday so by the time I actually laid down and started to drift off the baby monitor blew up and there went Mommy’s nap!  Oh well, I guess I can sleep when I’m dead or when she goes to pre-school, whichever comes first.