someone shoot me
*insert string of unintelligible curses here*
Decided to call it an early night last night. Actually made the decision around 11:30pm but had to finish up this knitting project I was doing. There were just a few rounds left (on a small item), figured I could get that done, watch the end of the episode I was on and get to bed. Next thing I know it's a little after midnight. *smacks self*
So I do whatever it is that I do to get ready for bed (that seems to take forever) and climb into my nice comfy bed at around 12:30am. Set my alarm for 6:45am to make sure my 11yo gets up for school on time and figured I'd get at least 6 hours of sleep. Not too bad.
Jack immediately starts coughing. This pathetic little sound. Ugh. So he finally caught the cold the kids brought home last week. It wasn't a bad cough but every few seconds he'd wake me up, just as I was falling asleep. At around 1:30am (just a little over an hour after I went to bed) the coughing got worse and I couldn't take it anymore. I got up and got him a cup of water which he refused to take. He just kept pushing it away so I covered him up again and tried to go back to sleep. Sometime around 2am I finally fell asleep.
Only to wake up at 3am on my own to pee. WTF body! I almost walked into a wall, I was so dizzy and out of it. Climbed back in bed and tried to fall asleep quickly. I guess I succeeded because the next thing I know it's 3:45am and my husband is getting up for work. I try and get comfortable again and sleep the last 2 hours I have.
But Jack has other ideas. His nose is now stuffy so his breathing is wheezy. It sounds like snoring so I lie there awake for over 30 minutes listening to that in near tears of frustration and exhaustion. I finally fall asleep despite the noise because I just can't stay awake any more.
And then Jack starts whining. Like a dog. *rolls eyes* I mumble to him to go back to sleep but that just makes him start crying outright. So I stumble (literally, I tripped over everything including the carpet) out of bed and pick him up. He needs a diaper change (ick).
By then it's 6am and no point in going back to bed when I had to be up in 45 minutes and there was no way Jack was going back to sleep.
So basically I had about 2 hours of sleep broken up over a 6 hour period. My eyes are burning and physically hurt. They're constantly watering and I can barely keep them open. Of course I can't actually take a nap now until Jack does which won't be until lunch time (around 11am). I'll be lucky to still be functioning by then.
It's just me, him and Nora today until hubby gets home at 2:30pm. He'll want to take a nap and since he earns the money his needs always come first... Like yesterday when I had planned to sneak an hour nap when he got home before I cooked dinner. Nope. He wanted to sleep so he went right to bed and I had to figure out how to wake myself up so I could make dinner (which took an hour and a half to make).
And now Jack's sick. Not sure what to do for him. They make no cold medicine for babies any more. Theres's nothing to give him to ease his symptoms. We're out of tissues and almost out of toilet paper so there's nothing to wipe the constant snot cascading down his face. We're on our last pack of baby wipes, too. This is not my week, I swear.
Sigh.
It's going to be a long freaking day.
Decided to call it an early night last night. Actually made the decision around 11:30pm but had to finish up this knitting project I was doing. There were just a few rounds left (on a small item), figured I could get that done, watch the end of the episode I was on and get to bed. Next thing I know it's a little after midnight. *smacks self*
So I do whatever it is that I do to get ready for bed (that seems to take forever) and climb into my nice comfy bed at around 12:30am. Set my alarm for 6:45am to make sure my 11yo gets up for school on time and figured I'd get at least 6 hours of sleep. Not too bad.
Jack immediately starts coughing. This pathetic little sound. Ugh. So he finally caught the cold the kids brought home last week. It wasn't a bad cough but every few seconds he'd wake me up, just as I was falling asleep. At around 1:30am (just a little over an hour after I went to bed) the coughing got worse and I couldn't take it anymore. I got up and got him a cup of water which he refused to take. He just kept pushing it away so I covered him up again and tried to go back to sleep. Sometime around 2am I finally fell asleep.
Only to wake up at 3am on my own to pee. WTF body! I almost walked into a wall, I was so dizzy and out of it. Climbed back in bed and tried to fall asleep quickly. I guess I succeeded because the next thing I know it's 3:45am and my husband is getting up for work. I try and get comfortable again and sleep the last 2 hours I have.
But Jack has other ideas. His nose is now stuffy so his breathing is wheezy. It sounds like snoring so I lie there awake for over 30 minutes listening to that in near tears of frustration and exhaustion. I finally fall asleep despite the noise because I just can't stay awake any more.
And then Jack starts whining. Like a dog. *rolls eyes* I mumble to him to go back to sleep but that just makes him start crying outright. So I stumble (literally, I tripped over everything including the carpet) out of bed and pick him up. He needs a diaper change (ick).
By then it's 6am and no point in going back to bed when I had to be up in 45 minutes and there was no way Jack was going back to sleep.
So basically I had about 2 hours of sleep broken up over a 6 hour period. My eyes are burning and physically hurt. They're constantly watering and I can barely keep them open. Of course I can't actually take a nap now until Jack does which won't be until lunch time (around 11am). I'll be lucky to still be functioning by then.
It's just me, him and Nora today until hubby gets home at 2:30pm. He'll want to take a nap and since he earns the money his needs always come first... Like yesterday when I had planned to sneak an hour nap when he got home before I cooked dinner. Nope. He wanted to sleep so he went right to bed and I had to figure out how to wake myself up so I could make dinner (which took an hour and a half to make).
And now Jack's sick. Not sure what to do for him. They make no cold medicine for babies any more. Theres's nothing to give him to ease his symptoms. We're out of tissues and almost out of toilet paper so there's nothing to wipe the constant snot cascading down his face. We're on our last pack of baby wipes, too. This is not my week, I swear.
Sigh.
It's going to be a long freaking day.