Up again. I’m so tired. But I’d sit in this chair all night with my sweet baby if he needed me to.

Just not sure how well I’ll do at work today. I can’t believe I have to go.

Lewis is not having a good sleeping night. Because of the steroids? Because he is sick? Both?

All I know is that I am exhausted. I was extra tired after losing sleep to the ER visit, and I’m not exactly recovering tonight.

I keep thinking to myself, “how am I supposed to do this?” when I imagine getting up and going to work in the morning. It is crazy that the expectations for the rest of my life don’t change when the circumstances do. I somehow have to perform at the same level as always. I guess I’ll figure out a way.