I am totally wiped. Ainsley has been getting up more in the night than her usual 1 time. Two nights ago it was 3 times and last night was twice. On top of that, I have a clogged milk duct which is killing me. The best way that I can describe it is someone hit me in the tata with a baseball bat. Needless to say, I am tired of that.
Last night Ainsley was having a hard time before bed, I was tired, and Ryan was at the hospital with his grandmother. Ainsley was crying, I was crying. It was a mess. I called Ryan in hysterics and asked him to come home. What a mess.
So my tata still is killing me and I'm off to take a nap. Here's hoping the advil will work.
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