I just shut Allie's door for the night.
Goodness I am tired.
Pregnant or not, kids wear you out.
Everyday is a new task.
Someone needs something washed.
someone needs some cuddles(my fav)
something to eat.
a hand to hold down the stairs
a book to be read.
And the list goes on.
By 8:30 I am pooped.
It's 8:46 and I am debating if I should go watch my show or jump into bed.
Or possibly do the dishes (prob not happening)
Decisions, Decisions Decisions.....