Home now. From another fine 11+ hour work day. Returned just in time to put the little man’s jammies on (on him, not me). Cuddled with him for a few minutes before he was out cold, then tucked him in. Saw him awake for maybe 40-50 minutes today. And those were some of his crankier minutes. This is not how it should be. I should be spending my days at the little man’s beck and call, not “the man’s”. Something’s got to give. But I’m too exhausted to figure out the what and the how. Right now the price of motherhood is too great.