Good morning from the mom who never sleeps.

Which should totally be my new Instagram handle.

Because that’s probably more my identity right now. (And, yes, it is available).

Ankur left to go back to Chicago yesterday. So I had both kiddos in the bed with me. And, well, between Ishu’s need to snuggle and Riyu’s frequent wake-ups (and shrill screams when he does wake up), I am a zombie today.

A caffeine chugging zombie.

I feel very on edge. Like when my sweet Nani wanted me to stay up ’til 9pm with her last night instead of going to sleep with the kiddos, I wanted to turn full-on Hulk and sweep everything off the table.

Because, of course, the request was totally innocent and born out of the desire to spend time with me when I’m not running around doing kid-related things.

But the tiny little pushback I got made me want to pull my hair out and scream.

Which is probably pretty telling that I am one tired mama.

I always do this when I come here. I romanticize that I’m going to get so much rest. And, the reality is, I am more tired here than I am in Chicago.

The kids don’t care that I have activated vacation mode. They shut that shit off immediately. They’re like, no thanks mom. You don’t get to vacation.

Couple that with the fact that this house is 1) bigger, 2) not baby-proofed, and 3) has fewer kid-friendly things. Well, yes, I’m feeling depleted.

Anyway, I’m done feeling sorry for myself. (For now).

I’ve got two great kiddos. They’re so great. Even when I’m less than patient.

So, now, please tell me.

Do we change from @eatteachblog to @themomwhoneversleeps?

That feels like the right move here. But it also feels like I might manifest a lifetime of no sleep. And that WOULD NOT BE COOL.

Okay, time for a coffee refill. BYE!