I am writing a blog. At 4 in the morning. I still get up to pump (my boobies – not iron) in the middle of the night when my daughter sleeps through. So, a good night’s sleep for my husband and daughter still means that I’m up in the middle of the night. . . And now I’m all excited about starting this blog, so I’m working on this instead of heading back to bed.
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