The Meme Equivalency

You might have noticed that every once in awhile you get a meme from me instead of an honest to goodness thought out entertaining post. Mostly because on those nights I am EXHAUSTED. Tonight is one of those nights.

Yes, it is the eve of my first Mother's Day. And my husband is getting ready for an early morning shift at work. Which means I get the baby.

All night.

I had her all day yesterday, all afternoon and evening with the exception of 30 minutes. I gave her a bath. I put her to bed. I pumped. I made a grocery list. I dozed off for ten minutes. I am pumping again.

And then I'm praying this kid chooses tonight to sleep through the night.

Because somehow I am magically supposed to get enough sleep to pump on time, go food shopping, and be back here in time to shower and head out for Mother's Day celebrations, of which I need to prepare cards and a dessert for.

F*cking awesome.

Two for good measure.

I find this one hilarious. Enjoy.

And I found out why breast pumping is making me sick. F*ck you Oxytocin.