6 flipping 12 hour shifts in a row completed.
I am so tired.
I don't think my kiddo's recognize me.
I'm never doing this again...I feel so draggy.
I hear lil miss Z bopping around in her crib. I should go and get her, but I am trying to deflate from the stress of work, and I am feeling guilty because she prolly has a diaper full of "end products". I guess I should go and retrieve her and make Joe wake up so I can get some sleep.
Wish I had the energy to make crepes for my Bub this morning, but he's going to have to wait until Saturday. boo me.
Nubs
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