|Who ordered the fireworks?
||[Jul. 4th, 2006|04:00 pm]
|||||zombified by lack of sleep||]|
What a night. Went to bed at a reasonably decent hour, after a nice birthday dinner out for Ferrett (thanks again, Kat and Eric!), but at 2am I was awakened by crashing thunder and a screaming child. Poor Amy was experiencing an agonizing stomachache, and the sky was decidedly falling. Almost scary-loud thunder, shaking the house a heartbeat after blinding lightning strikes. Made all the more startling by a child who was in what she is still pronouncing the worst pain of her life.
Eventually, I got her calmed down enough to lie still against me, but we were on the floor, and she did not want to risk trying to move around again. So I got a blanket and pillow and snuggled her against me, on the floor.
I am way too old to sleep on the floor. It was a dismal night. Slept fitfully until the morning, then passed out for a few hours and woke at 10:30. Could barely get off the floor. Took a hot bath to loosen up, then had to go into the office to finish my billable time for the month of June. And of course there were a couple of stray crises. So it was 2pm by the time I got back here. Then cuddling a still-sick kid (a lot better, but not back to herself).
Now I should study. I'm exhausted. Let me just say, *sigh*.