Gone is the Month of Maying

So the wee one has finally decided to make it a habit to sleep through the night.

Success!  (It's only been months in the making...!)

But the ol' circadian rhythms have yet to figure out that this is good news.

Hey, rhythms!
You can relax now!
We return you to your regularly scheduled sleeping patterns...!

But it seems to be against my very biological nature.

So up I stay.  Wellllllllll into the night.

While my boys get their snore on.

{I'm currently typing to the rhythms of the Mr.'s wheezing and snorting.  It's actually quite soothing--in an irritating kind of way.}

And May ends tomorrow (not today tomorrow, but tomorrow tomorrow).

And how that happened is perplexing.

May brought such good things...like Cinco de Mayo, accepted house offers, pioneer 'do's and baby teeth.

Too bad I was battling cognitive postpartum fog for most of the month to write much about it.

June will probably also bring good things...like moving, the title of Master, harekuts and Tina's birthday.

I'm sure there's more to anticipate, but wrapping the few cells left in my brain around the fact that we're halfway through the year is zapping my energy.

Assuming that I don't get snarfed up by giant wolf spiders that lurk at my apartment door (yes, yes, I live in 'L'), I may live to write about June.

It could even prove to be adventurous.

These Wisconsin Chronicles always keep me at the edge of my seat.