Olive wouldn't go to sleep until after midnight last night, and woke up this morning before 7 a.m. When I left poor Adam with her, she was a psychotic, emotional wreck who had spent 15 minutes tearfully lamenting that she doesn't get to nurse anymore, demanding all kinds of foods and then telling me there were things wrong with them ("These yogurt bites are too dead, Mom."), begging me to hold her and sing her songs (which I did), etc. Sometimes I worry about her. She's SUPER emotional and I don't know if it's just her being 2, a terrible sleeper, and a generally emotional person, or her having some sort of actual problem we need to deal with. Whatever it is, it's simultaneously heartbreaking and maddening.