Lest you think I'm smarter than I am...
I ran into the wall last night.
4:00 a.m. Baby cries. I go to her room to put the pacifier back in her mouth. Then I realize I need to use the bathroom. I walk through our bedroom into the bathroom, not turning on any lights because I'm so darn tired. Neither do I open my eyes, I've made this walk so many times. Then, POW! My head meets the thin wall between the walk-in closet and the toilet. I think I have a concussion. I do my business, then walk back into the bedroom and climb into bed. Now I'm fully awake, worried that due to my impending concussion, I will not wake up once I fall asleep.
The logic of a new mother is astounding.
(I did wake up this morning, by the way. No concussion. Just a bruise above my left eye and a blow to my pride.)
I ran into the wall last night.
4:00 a.m. Baby cries. I go to her room to put the pacifier back in her mouth. Then I realize I need to use the bathroom. I walk through our bedroom into the bathroom, not turning on any lights because I'm so darn tired. Neither do I open my eyes, I've made this walk so many times. Then, POW! My head meets the thin wall between the walk-in closet and the toilet. I think I have a concussion. I do my business, then walk back into the bedroom and climb into bed. Now I'm fully awake, worried that due to my impending concussion, I will not wake up once I fall asleep.
The logic of a new mother is astounding.
(I did wake up this morning, by the way. No concussion. Just a bruise above my left eye and a blow to my pride.)