No, not the kind that hide under your bed or in your closet. Not even the dreaded MIL.
I'm talking about the beverage. The one loaded with sugar, carbs and calories.
I packed one today.
Brendan decided it would be a wise idea to wake up at 3am and not fall back asleep till 4. He was just a fuss bucket. He didn't want to eat, he didn't want his NUK, he just wanted to be held. So I caved and we went downstairs to finish sleeping. 5:30 came REAL quick!
If B didn't have to drive to the whore of a city, Ann Arbor, he would have been woken to help me.
I have a feeling that come 2pm I am going to crash so the Monster will come in handy.
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