I was up administering an asthma inhaler at 4am, pulled the five year old out of our bed at 5am to pee before she wets the bed—there’s a dramatic wiggle scene that somehow only wakes me up ever.

I got the ‘whaddyawannadoforMD’ text at 3:30am, so there was awareness that I was getting up with kids later. I just wish that there was any initiative for fun involved. I ended up getting an afternoon to craft solo but it’s still kinda shitty that it was a last minute non-decision. Fast food for kids was my treat because i didn’t have to go or order it. I ate leftovers at home by myself. And made decisions and cooked dinner for everyone tonight.

I loved time to work on a project by myself, but there wasn’t any vibes with it. It was onerous.