The other day I was exhausted and sure that I would head for a nap as soon as I got Katherine down for one. She had awoken several times in the night and then kicked me for an hour or so at each awakening as she worked herself back toward sleep. Yes, she’s one of those who fights it until the bitter end.
Surprisingly, though, I found myself digging out my bread recipes and starting up a brioche as soon as she was asleep. Something about making my favorite dessert bread restored a bit of my humanity to me. I still need the sleep, but I’m glad I took the time to make the bread.