And because it's mostly to record my life, I would like to point out to my future self that I had a lot of nights up between, say, twelve and four, with the twins. So far tonight, we've gotten to two a.m. I am trying to decide between TV and giving in and nursing Miriam, who has had teething problems and a dirty diaper so far this middle-of-the-night.
Also, earlier today I noticed that my brain capacity after getting two or three hours of sleep in a row is noticeably smaller than after four to six. I think I need a Medical Support Person of some kind after a really interrupted night. For making decisions, and telling me whether to put my socks on first, or my shoes.