Oi! I am tired. Brain dead even.
I was up most of the night with a sick John boy. He just has a cold… but his whimpering and fussing kept me up. He finally fell asleep about 1:45. I fell asleep shortly after 2:00 am and awoke at 4:45 when John started fussing again.
As tired as I am, my greatest desire is for him to get well. I felt so bad for him, unable to breathe through his nose. Poor little dude.