So I ended up getting 2.5 hours of sleep last night. I come home from work and my daughter and boyfriend tuck me in on the couch to nap. He makes dinner and then rubs my legs and feet. I start getting a headache and am still just over tired he is playing with my hair and goes. "Why is my hand wet?" I was crying and nonchalantly say I am crying. He has me all tucked back in on the couch while he gives Ellie a bath. I am so lucky. Tired but lucky.