Shhhh… am sleeping. AM SLEEPING.
Husband home, baby in crib in nursery and Ativan, sweet Ativan = SLEEP = SANITY.
*rolls back over, fluffs pillow, pulls quilt up to chin*
Shhhh…
Rockabye, Mommy, With The Sweet Pills…
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