How's your brain?

Kris asked me that question last week to which I responded with stunned silence. We're emerging from the fog of desperate sleep deprivation newborn babies bestow upon us. As I type this I'm having a carefully timed cup of coffee - nope, nevermind. That was an ill-timed cup of coffee and now it's 24 hours later. Seriously. I managed to get the Christmas tree up yesterday but only because I left Max crying in his crib for twenty minutes. I don't really know what to say about being a new parent except that I've seen a new side of myself that is not pretty (literally and figuratively). Cobbling together three hours of sleep in a 48 hour period will turn a person into a sobbing angry lunatic. Also my post-natal ponytail doesn't get washed nearly as much as I'd like. FYI, it looks strikingly similar to my pregnant lady ponytail and my grad school ponytail but is markedly higher than my lazy jerk teenage ponytail. Anyway, I have no intention of turning this into a baby blog but fair warning I don't have much else going on soooo...