When parenting sometimes sucks eggs

Last night was rough. The kind of rough where you remember why when some people choose to not have kids, it's not a bad idea. Today is not a day where I'd actively promote procreating.

I'm thinking Luke-dog might be...getting an ear infection? Teething? Something? Because he was up ALOT and crying ALOT last night. Resulting in one tired mama, who solely for my own self-interest in sleep preservation, is taking the wee one to the doc later to get checked out. I contemplated waiting another night, maybe it was just random screaming. I mean he is congested and likely teething. BUT. But, I can not take the sleepless nights. With gas prices and whatnot I simply can't afford the caffeine required in these sorts of situations.

However, after waking up this morning, I saw this, the boys snuggling together (ok more like G smothering L) and thought , aww how cute.

Conspiracy theory of the day: When you give birth, they must slip some sort of drug into your IV which in times like these allows me to forget how exhausted I am, what a long sleepless night it's been, and think, "How cute, let me grab the camera".

Parenting is crazy that way.

(And yes, Luke-dog turned 13-months yesterday but I'm not able to talk about it the moment, he's still my precious BABY boy)