“So, You’re Here To Wipe My Butt.”

A look into the wild, wild west of raising a toddler.

My eyes popped open and went straight to the wall. 5:00 am was projected onto the wall in neon blue. No alarm. Why was I up? It was spring break; why wouldn’t my body allow me even a few extra minutes to sleep-in. I closed my eyes. “Please go back to sleep,” I repeated over and over in my head. I had barely drifted black to sleep when my eyes popped…