Cameron slept at Granny’s place on Friday night to give Dean and I had a night off yet I got less sleep than when Cameron is around *wink wink*. But I wonder what the point was. Should I have sacrificed a night with my husband to rest my body? Who comes first, Tracey-self, Tracey-mom or Tracey-wife? Then yesterday afternoon and last night I was at a friend’s bachelorette party: I got into bed at 3am and I the mom cried in harmony with Cameron in the next room upon waking this morning. So Dean got up, closed the door and took Cameron to the lounge. I put in my ear plugs, threw a pillow over my head for some extra deafness and slept for three more hours. And again, I cannot help but wonder what the point was? Pretending I am not a mom for a few hours and having an absolute blast at a club that I didn’t even go to before I was pregnant? Being obligated to go because I am a bridesmaid? Or should I have stayed at home, rather than having some good ol’ fun with the gals, in order to sleep? Who claims priority; Tracey-self, Tracey-mom or Tracey-friend? Wow, how my life has changed!