Zombies aren't undead.

They're the parents of sleepless infants.

I saw every single hour of the clock from midnight onwards. Most of the time, it took a few minutes of the baby talking to herself before I got up to see what was going on. At 4:15, I decided to try to buy myself a few hours of sleep with some infant tylenol, since Elizabeth doesn't have school this morning and if it was successful, we might all be able to sleep until eight o'clock. No such luck - she was awake again at 4:45 and at 6-something. I got up to her at 6:35, to find a very, very full diaper and a very, very smiley, wide-eyed boo. I brought her downstairs to change her and she's sitting on my lap, pulling at the buttons on my pyjama shirt with one hand while investigating the snaps on her sleeper with the other. Did I mention she's a really smart kid?

I'm going to call Oma in half an hour and beg her to come over for a couple of hours. As of now, I can no longer cope. Several days of sleeplessness are catching up with me.

Better.

Oma came over, and I slept for about an hour and a half. Then I had a shower and a cup of tea (whitened with formula since we're out of milk.) I felt much more human at that point, and started to look at lunch.

That was when I realized that we were out of bread, eggs, and milk. My creativity was still at a low ebb from sleeplessness, so I decided that, since I was going out anyway, I might as well hop on a bus and go to MvDonald's. It was a school day, so it wouldn't be busy, and there was a dollar store in the same plaza where I needed to get a few things.

Only one problem: it's a P.A. Day for the Catholic school board. I realized this while trying to calm an overstimulated baby and place an order, in the midst of a crazy-busy restaurant. Oops.

We went to the dollar store and then came back to play at McDonald's when the crowds were more manageable. Elizabeth was good as gold, and Claire didn't fuss much, so all was well and I'm no more frazzled than I was when I left the house.

The weekend's jobs include buying bins for, and organizing Elizabeth's toys (complete with picture labels supplied by the inestimable sassy_fae) and a few other things that I've been putting off all week due to the lack of emotional energy that's been plaguing me.