Almost Incoherent Ramblings

It's ten-thirty in the morning and there's so much to do but all I want to do is go back to bed. Is my lack of sleep all I ever talk about here? Pretty much. Ugh. Well, I'll try to think of something else....um.....I'm too tired to think.

I took Emma out to Relief Society in the Dayton ward last night. She enjoyed it immensely I think. I am hesitant to go out in public because I find it hard to communicate. All of my brain cells have been damaged (from lack of sleep) and I wander around like a zombie. People crack jokes and I just stare at them. And Relief Society is especially bad because I get all these women swarming around the baby and everyone's talking to me at once and all I can do is smile numbly and hope that I don't look (and act) too stupid. Motherhood has nearly obliterated my sense of humor. It's somewhat depressing.

I laid awake at five o' clock this morning, thinking of all the things I needed to write about and now I can't think remember any of them. Strange. Well, I'll go back to bed and maybe I'll remember.