Yesterday, I stepped 10,285 times.
Last night, Teagan turned into some sort of demon monster around 11:30. Wouldn't stop sobbing and whining and complaining. Wasn't a scared cry. She was wide awake. Wanted a drink, wanted to potty, said she was hungry. But sobbed the whole time. I'd had about 90 minutes of sleep at that point, had already woken to nurse Zach, Jeff had tried to calm her... it was just ugly.
Thankfully, Jeff let me get a little extra sleep this morning.
Teagan is also on full steam, high energy, kinda crazy this morning... that is exhausting by itself.