So the crazy thing about having a baby and being sleep-deprived is that you often don't even realize just how sleep-deprived you actually are. Like the day that Zubs was just a few weeks old and I was driving somewhere when Kimo (my husband) suggested I pull over so he could drive.
We're having another one of those days.
Another day spent driving around the countryside trying to get Mali Zubs to fall asleep. Praying to the Sleep Gods for a good hour of rest (even though I should have been praying to the God of Teeth for some motherfrigging zubs! The Mad Teething continues unabated...). Driving around deserted Colorado highways while looking at the gorgeous mountains and trying not to drive into oncoming traffic (not as easy as you'd think). Wondering what tricks my eroded vision will play on me next....
Oh Zubs. And he's just so goddamn sweet. Hard to stay mad at him when he looks at you with his crazy little madman grin.