I am sorry that I am so crabby and impatient with you all the time. I seem to have little energy or drive to do anything these days. I feel like something is sucking the life right out of me more and more each day. I don't know what the main culprit is...the little one growing inside of me or this horrible graveyard shift that I am working. I am sure it is both. Either way....Boys...I am sorry. I am sorry that I am short with you. I am sorry it takes you asking me 10 times for me to finally get up and do something for you. I am sorry I can't run around and build forts and play ninjas with you. I am sorry I can't carry you around Tayden when you want to be held. I am sorry Boston that I can' think of a "fun fing" to do. I am sorry. I promise I will try a little harder. And soon...I am sure I will start to feel a little better.