Captain saved the day, or rather the night, last night as he took over all wakings except those requiring what only I can provide. The night before had been a rough one and I didn't even have fumes to run on. Looking back on it though, it struck me that it hadn't been any worse than several other nights that we had experienced. I did get a few two-hour stretches of somewhat-sleep here and there. Why was I completely drained?
I then realized that the old, over-used adage of "the straw that broke the camel's back" was probably over-used because of how true it really is. Except in this case it wasn't a straw, it was one more night of little sleep. But then, *poof*, that was it. It was all I had in me and I crashed.
**Lightbulb! The camel saying is probably what spawned the phrase "this is the last straw"! Seriously, I never put that together before. Wow, what three consecutive hours of sleep can do for the brain!**
Wee Bud is presently sitting next to me, snuggled in her carrier and dressed warmly in anticipation of a walk. She's fallen asleep with a smile on her face and now I must debate whether I, too, snuggle in for a nap or go for a walk as I had planned. Ack, decisions.
She just fell asleep so I have an hour to two hours. I can walk a mile in 20 minutes. Do I risk it and plan to take a 40 minute nap when I get back? Yes. Because exercise is important. But more important is that this is my favorite season of the year to be outdoors. The season where I feel most alive and most like myself. And honestly, that's what I need to feel right now. Alive. Myself.
Three cheers for Captain and for beautiful Autumn weather! Now where'd I put my shoes...
P.S. I am currently the proud owner of four ounces of pumped milk. I am ecstatic.
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