I just wanted an extra hour of sleep.
The past couple nights I've been getting up to let the puppy out (a lot). I slip on my pink fur lined crocs dad got me last Christmas and my husbands fleece jacket. "Potty, potty, GO POTTY" I say over and over as I stand in the cold snow, him looking up at me while eating more snow. I'm torn between frustration and love.
Did I say I wanted more sleep... maybe I NEED more patience lol