I am a wimp

A crybaby. A low-tolerance woman. A whiner.

And I'm trying to change my ways. :) For those of you who have talked to me in the last two days know that about me. I have been complaining for the last two days about my lack of sleep. Poor me. Tear. Tear. Whine. Whine. I held it together for two days before I caved and started talking about it :).

But really. I talk as if it is the end of the world. Life as I know it ceased to exist. I was barely surviving each day. And I realized that it had to stop. Who knows when I will lay down and fall asleep right away again. But who cares. I need to learn to suck it up.

Hello, Teresa. There are so many people out there who are suffering through extremely worse things, who would give anything to just be not getting enough sleep. Instead of being in chronic pain. Instead of having a terminal disease. Instead of _______ fill in the blank.

So, I'm a baby. I guess the first step is admitting it :). Although, just to complain a little bit more :)....it would be much easier to get through the lack of sleep if there was something to show for it. You know, like turning in a really big paper that's worth 40% of your final grade. Or because I'm up with a baby and I can at least look at the baby and decide, "Okay, this lack of sleep is worth it for you." But, no such luck for me. Just no sleep.

Okay, now I'm really done complaining! I promise. If you hear me talk in a woe is me voice, just remind me that I'm through complaining about it. You can even give me a swift kick in the rear. Wait, strike that. You should just kindly tell me that I'm being a crybaby.

"Do everything without complaining or arguing so that you may become blameless and pure, children of God without fault in a crooked and depraved generation, in which you shine like stars in the universe" Ephesians 2:14-15 Nothing like a Bible verse to give you a swift kick in the rear! :)