this is what happens...

so i am too lazy right now to do anything fancy with this post. been up since 2:30 am with the Deakster and have been to work, Deak's occupational therapy, and ballet with Abby. and, i have to play two volleyball games tonight. so that's my excuse for the lack of capitalization. and a very fulfilling pity party for myself.
anyway,
i have discovered that when you don't sleep a few things happen:

• you greet your babysitter at 7:30 am with "welcome to the house of hell."
• all junk food items are desperately craved and needed. i have had a corn dog, fries, a peach rainbow from pace's and a cutler's cookie (i have 4 more too).
• you can jump from being really, really nice to telling your daughter to move her damn legs, (when they weren't even touching you, what am i, 4?) - all in front of Deak's therapist.
• you cry at your morning staff meeting because someone wasn't being nice.

these are all true, why I am admitting them to you all - i do not know. i guess i am hoping you send me good sleep karma for the next couple of days, or i just may have lost my babysitter, my waistline (or what there is of it), my daughter's sense of parental stability, and my job.
these are all things i would really like to keep.
thanks.
*i do have to note, that as i am watching sesame street at 4:45 this morning, with Deak in my room, eating cheerios in his highchair - i realized i really can't stay that mad at him. every time i would take him out of his crib screaming, he would look at me with those big blue eyes and say "he he he...ny ny ny."
he isn't as innocent as he looks.