That's What I Get For Being Optimistic

Just as I start thinking about running a race, the baby decides to let me know who is in charge (like I could forget). He has been a decent sleeper lately, going all night and waking up between 5am and 6am. I guess I was getting a bit too comfortable.

Last night he was up from 3-4. Then again at 5:30ish. He was clearly still tired so I spent the time between 3-4 and 5:30-6:15 running back and forth between rooms trying to settle him down. That means my day started at about 3am. Think I'll go for a run today?

No way :)