I’ve not gotten a lot of sleep the last 5+ weeks. At first it was taking a toll on my body, but now I’ve grown accustomed to it. I’m getting five and a half to six hours of sleep on average and it is a little bit tough waking up but once I’m out of bed I get to the tasks at hand I’m relatively ready to go. It helps that a cute little two year old climbs onto our bed in the morning and says, “It’s morning! The son woke up with me!”

Which reminds me of the song, “You are My Sunshine.” Abigail means ‘Father’s Joy’ and she sure is.