S.O.S.

Mr. Sandman, send me a dream… Because if I’m dreaming that means I’m sleeping!.

I think my almost 8 month old baby is going through a sleep regression. Last night was so rough for the both of us. Now I’m sitting here in my work closet space pumping, dreaming of sleep.

It really is a closet space but so much better than the restroom. 🤢

Pumping at work really is hard. Some days I don’t get a chance to pump until after lunch. That was yesterday and my fiance stopped by to exchange cars. He whispered to me that my breasts were huge. I whispered back, “Got milk?” Tools him I hadn’t pumped yet.

Well, it’s short today but it’s time to get back to work. Have a beautiful Friday, my friends!