Up at two-something A-effing-M.

I think it's time to ask for a modern mother's little helper. At this point, between the poop and the sleep, I don't care if it's a placebo, chemical, organic, synthetic, mimetic, or ascetic. Anesthetic would be fine.

I want to sleep through the night and wake to have a nice morning BM. These are, I think, things which are not too much to ask. (For. However you'd construct that sentence. Gimme a break, it's 4:27am.)

Back to bed. Warm milk, then back to bed.