All time is no time
Whole world becomes upside down
Such tiny havoc
With all day and all night revolving around feeding and digestion you’d think I’d be reminded to eat. And yet I’ve been up since 2, then brief nap until 4:30, then up at 6 for good, and all I’ve eaten is one piece of bread. Now he’s asleep, he’s just eaten, I am pumping. When I’m done do I sleep or do I eat? The möbius strip of motherhood.