It’s 2:23 am. I have to work in the morning…

But my brain is loud. It’s practically screaming. And there isn’t necessarily anything important in there. It’s just… thoughts.

Am I a good mom? Am I a good wife? Why does my right hip always hurt no matter how much I stretch? Do I look old? Where is Stephanie Tanner now?

And other random thoughts. And I know someone else is out there awake. I can’t be the only one whose mind has the energy of a toddler who drank your cup of coffee on accident.

Maybe it’s good to just let out your thoughts. When you’re the mom of a toddler and a five month old, you don’t talk to many adults during the day. You may have the awkward park conversation here and there, but for the most part, we’re just out here collecting some weird ass thoughts.

And all I want to say is, good luck and god speed because we have to keep up with the world in the morning. And we really should have slept…