Up at 4 to hit the treadmill again.
And now we sleep.
It satisfies all of the baby fixes and (virtually) none of diaper changing.
Two miles on the treadmill.
Now I can start the day.
everything is sort of weird and sad and i want to sleep next to you
I’ve been uncomfortable in my own skin all day. I have a friend who is hurting and I can’t do much to help. I feel like a made a huge mistake.
Today has been not so great.
Blarg, I say. Blarg.