The tea bag says it all

Last night fussy baby phase continued. Hot and needy, my little man needed much effort to get comfortable and sleep.  I was awakened frequently to help him in his quest for slumber.  In the morning my darling husband snuck out and let us sleep as babe seemed content finally and we rested well for about an hour. That was good. As he woke up he began to smile and coo and perhaps it will be an easier day.  He enjoyed his jumper at breakfast that he wanted nothing to do with yesterday so that's a good sign...I think.

I, however, devastated a tea bag like a groggy morning monster, tearing through the envelope and into the bag itself. So that's the indicator of my condition. ;)