We went away for the weekend. And Tiny Boy woke up Friday night with a fever. I gave him baby motrin (and more baby motrin and more baby motrin) and he mostly rallied, although Saturday night he was incredibly clingy and fell asleep on my chest at like 5:00 pm.
I didn't really sleep Saturday night, between LG's snoring and his wake ups.
And then last night, too, he couldn't settle and we were more or less awake from 2-4.
There's a case of fifth disease in his classroom, so I'm assuming that's what's going on.
Today was supposed to be my last hurrah of summer. I ended up with a migraine (probably from the lack of sleep and the poor eating) and spent most of the day in bed, other than the hour and a half during which I cleaned the house and talked to Dr. Boy on the phone (about work matters, if you must know).
LG went to bed without dinner. And woke up about half an hour ago running a fever saying she couldn't sleep (which is what she often says when she falls asleep at a weird time and then wakes up). So I've given her motrin. And toast and water. And run a bath for her. And told her to go back to bed, fully expecting to be woken up by both kids about fifty times tonight.
So much for going to bed early.
So much for getting anything done tomorrow, too.
Which really sucks because classes start on Wed and I haven't even finished my syllabus because I deliberately put it off until the last minute.
Fucking hell.
I didn't really sleep Saturday night, between LG's snoring and his wake ups.
And then last night, too, he couldn't settle and we were more or less awake from 2-4.
There's a case of fifth disease in his classroom, so I'm assuming that's what's going on.
Today was supposed to be my last hurrah of summer. I ended up with a migraine (probably from the lack of sleep and the poor eating) and spent most of the day in bed, other than the hour and a half during which I cleaned the house and talked to Dr. Boy on the phone (about work matters, if you must know).
LG went to bed without dinner. And woke up about half an hour ago running a fever saying she couldn't sleep (which is what she often says when she falls asleep at a weird time and then wakes up). So I've given her motrin. And toast and water. And run a bath for her. And told her to go back to bed, fully expecting to be woken up by both kids about fifty times tonight.
So much for going to bed early.
So much for getting anything done tomorrow, too.
Which really sucks because classes start on Wed and I haven't even finished my syllabus because I deliberately put it off until the last minute.
Fucking hell.
Hope everyone feels better quickly...from a fellow procrastinator.
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