the day that hardly was.

zero sleep from 3 a.m. to 6 a.m. + not much sleep in the hours surrounding that + super sore girls -- bordering on legitimately unbearable at times + constantly eating newborn + 18-month-old energy and drama + the 16th day of interrupted sleep patterns + pouring saturday rain = delirious exhaustion.

luckily, about 4 p.m., delana, david, nanny and papaw came for a visit and subsequently offered to take ellie so i could nap.

oh, thank heaven.

i slept -- with a few nursing sessions throughout -- from 4:30 to 7:30.

i feel so much better.

the day, however, has come and gone, and i have done LITERALLY nothing besides cook tortellini (reminded me of dinner as a kid) and garlic bread for landon and i. it almost feels like the day shouldn't count. i was sleep walking before the nap. i felt hung over -- nauseous, head pounding, disoriented.

grayson slept most of the day, but we kept him awake from 7:30 until now. really, i should try to go to bed since he's sleeping now, but i think i ruined it with the nap. maybe i'll try anyway. we cannot have another night like last night. tears were involved, people. and i started getting so frustrated that i felt myself getting mad at the baby, which makes me sad 'cause i can't be mad at a 16-day-old baby boy.

like i said, delirious exhaustion.

here's hoping for a better night. and a better day tomorrow.