sleep deprivation and other non happenings...

These last couple of weeks I have felt more overwhelmed and worn out than I remember feeling ever before in my life.  My house is a mess, I don't return phone calls, my hair goes unwashed for days on end.  You might think that I am busily engaged in some good causes that take up my time.  Or at least in causes, whether good or bad.  It seems if I can not find time to check my voicemail, go to the grocery store, or fold laundry, I must be busy reading, socializing, crafting...something. No.  I am not.  And one more thing I am not doing:  sleeping.

Our little Pashy is using his mad skills as a fat cutie to trick me into allowing him to sleep with us every night.  And once we (read I) gave in, he pushed a little more and now only takes naps if I'm at his side.  You know that precious time during naps when you can have a little "me-time"?  Yeah, non-existent.  It's all "him-time" now.

<insert judgement here>

I know, I know!  I used to judge people like me.  I'd find myself thinking, "Stop whining and let the boy cry it out already!"  But for some reason (or reasons, like his super round chubby head and giant smile, and the fact that he is cutting his first tooth), I haven't talked myself into it just yet.  I also hear a lot recently about the cry-it-out method being damaging.  I don't think I believe that, but that tiny shred of doubt combined with dread of hearing him scream has been enough for me to put it off.  

But I'm getting there.  I think.

By the way, anyone else scrutinize other moms' Facebook photos in the hopes of finding others' floors as dirty as their own?