It's the witching hour and I am wide awake.
I slept in this morning and sorta napped (well I took two baths ----excessive, I know --- and so that was restful). And my home team just kicked Kobe and the Laker's ass. Thunder Up!!!!!
I started to fight sore throat, sinus pressure and fluid in the ears Fri morning. I woke up this morning terribly congested and headachy. By midday, I had cooked bfast, done dishes, picked up the living room (trying to keep up w/ the cleaning from Thur), done several loads of laundry, bathed the kids...and I felt like shit with a migraine coming on. Have you ever had a migraine and a sinus headache? Two separate and distinctive headaches at once? It sucks. So, I ran a bath. I knew the terminex man was coming, but it was a 4 hour window for his arrival. Of course, he arrived ten minutes after I ran the bath so I had to get out. Luckily, my OTC meds finally kicked in and I even made a target run (sans kids) and went out to eat w/ my parents (w/ kids). But there was another bath after the kids were asleep. Now, I finally feel headache less, though still some congestion...and wide awake.
In other news...we took Syds crib down. She has had a toddler bed and crib in her room for a while and we transitioned her to her toddler bed last weekend and she has done perfectly, so we took down the crib. It was bittersweet...my baby's not a baby anymore. Almost makes me want another one...but not quite :)
Earlier this week the hubs was out of town (notice I didn't mention this before or during his time out of town. I don't think I have any internet stalkers but just in case I didn't want to announce it. I don't really want my life story to become a made for tv Lifetime movie b/c someone broke into my house and killed me and disposed of my body in a wood chipper and kidnapped my kids and sold them into white slavery... but if my life did become a made for tv Lifetime movie - but not for being killed just for being me - can Sally Field play me? I know she's like 40 years too old, but her performance in Not My Daughter and on Brothers & Sisters every Sunday just blows me away... but I digress....can you tell its midnight?)....
Where was I?
Oh yeah, the O fell asleep on the couch and I carried him back to bed and he said (w/o opening his eyes) "oh I'm just gonna take a little nap."
My heart melted.