Motherhood is the very definition of having your own personal walking alarm clock, and having two toddlers at the same age meant i couldn't even hit the snooze button, if i wanted to.
At first, I have to admit that it was really overwhelming and exhausting, but i guess I found myself getting too used to it that waking up without hearing a scream or feeling a finger on my face or hair was weirdly scary.
Though i didn't have much sleep, due to the chaotix rollercoaster of events last night, I still carried out my daily activities without allowing the weight of the previous night's encounter weigh on me. I still hadn't gotten the call from my supposed in laws, and because of that I planned on driving over to Manhattan today. If they really intended on taking sides with their son in this legal battle of custody, then I needed to know, without any silent hint of assumption.
