Every hour. Every single hour, he woke up (stomach ache? teething? All he kept saying was, "Hug! Want a hug!") Does the word derailed have meaning for you? Because that's how I feel this morning. Or like all of my cells are zinging, vibrating at some near out of body frequency, my pulse quick from exhaustion. I don't do well with no sleep. I would suck at those adventure races. Today will be a scramble to get back on track. A large coffee this morning, and then a long day. What do you do when you're this tired? Any tricks?