I sit here writing this blog post with my eye lids half closed, a constant craving for chocolate and a cup of coffee that feels so heavy in my hand, it could be mistaken for a ton of bricks. Yes, newborn exhaustion has officially taken over. Sure, I can handle it. After all, this is my third go around. But this time, not only am I tired, but I have officially forgotten the english language too. Maybe that's what happens when you have three. Just yesterday it took me six minutes to remember the words salad dressing. Also, at some point throughout each day, everything goes dark and I can't remember why I walked into that room or what my dog's name is. Scary stuff.
And speaking of scary stuff.......the hormone monsters have attacked my body. So not only am I forgetful and exhausted, I laugh and then cry at the drop of a hat. I watched two young sisters on You Tube singing a song together and completely melted down over their beautiful voices. Then I quickly switched gears and was laughing my head off because of how emotional I was being. That's when everyone in my family looks at me like I have five heads. Even my dog. I realize there really is a light at the end of this newborn exhaustion state of mind tunnel. I just hope I can still remember my name at that point.