After the frantic pace of the past several days, I found myself feeling so tired, I could hardly move. I slept well, yet felt as if I could use a hundred year nap. Keeping up with baby drew the breath right out of me. Well, one day of less intense mommying won’t be fatal–he’s fed and changed and hugged. I still don’t know what I can do for Tennisfiend after his loss. I feel so sad for him and hope that the loss doesn’t become swallowed up by the chaos of our current situation.