Well, the first days of puppy ownership have been interesting. And exhausting. She's not cooperating so well with the whole housebreaking thing (rather, she was doing fine until we started taking her outside only on a leash).
Additionally, we haven't been good about keeping her eating, playing, napping, eliminating on any sort of schedule. Which means she doesn't know when she's going to be crated, so she barks for 15 minutes when we put her in there. And, we don't know when she's going to have to go outside, so she wakes us up twice a night to go out. (and we don't know if she means it, which half the time she doesn't, but we can't take the chance) And, with not going to bed until 10:30, and waking up at 5:30 ... I'm wiped out. Exhausted. Irritable. Frustrated. Depressed.
And it's only Wednesday.
Joe will be out of town this weekend (and next!). So I won't be able to catch up on lost sleep then, either.
I "know" it will be all worth it eventually. And I am working on a set schedule for Sasha starting today. In the meantime, I'm just praying things settle into a predictable routine very soon.
It's been several years since we've had a baby in the house. I'd forgotten what real sleep deprivation feels like.