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I am so unbelievably tired today. Getting up just two or three times a night successively over a week or so just seems to kill me. And I never get a nap anymore 'cause there is always someone awake. Perhaps Brad will let me rest when he gets home. But I know he is tired too. He gets up much earlier than me, doesn't go to bed any earlier (which is his choice of course), and I usually make him take at least one cry in the night. I still take 90% of them...so why do I feel guilty for poking him once or twice a night? Probably because I wake up anyway. I have to tell him to go, he doesn't wake up on his own and it seems silly for us both to be awake, when one of us could get a good nights sleep and let the other rest later. And half the time I end up getting up too because Luci will be screaming and Brad never seems to know what to do. That's motherhood for ya.