Everyday this week felt like it should have been Friday, and then Solomon decided he wanted to boycott good sleep for some reason? Starting on Wednesday night, I felt like I have a newborn again, just wanting to sit up and talk instead of screaming and crying. It's really weird. And annoying. But, I was out running some errands yesterday and someone reminded me that this season is like a blink of an eye, so I'm trying my best to suck it up and love these moments. Even if it is 5am right now while I'm typing this. TGIF, right?!?