I've noticed that I'm the worst version of myself when I'm sleep deprived. I speak words more sharply, make decisions that aren't the best, and to be honest, am less pleasant to be around. Sleep is much needed these days in order for me to be physically, mentally, and emotionally well -- and I'm seriously lacking in sleep. I'm less patient and more tearful.
But, even though I wake up every night, tired, making my way to the bassinet, walk back to the bed and feed Caleb while Mike gets to stay asleep (or at least try), I'm still thankful for everything God has blessed us with.
Love,
Tiare
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