So this week has been a little topsy turvy for me. Bouncing between emotions and exhaustion has really taken its toll. I didn't even get my "day off" on Wednesday as I had to take Kes for her booster shots, which were a little overdue. Truthfully we got behind on the 6 month ones, then further behind on the year one and I was therefore getting her 18-19 month booster at the ripe old age of 27 months! Let's just say that she did not appreciate the double stab AT ALL. Halfway through her screaming, she stopped, looked accusingly at the doctor and said in this pathetic voice "that's OWIE!" She has not stopped talking about it since! In addition to that, I think she was actually coming down with a cold that day, so she has not been feeling the best; feverish and almost a total lack of appetite. Her spirits have remained high, which is fortunate.
Last night we went out for dinner and she hardly ate a thing. When we got her home, we gave her some kiddie acetaminophen and she konked out right away, around 8:30pm. All went well until 3:00am, when she woke up and demanded cheese. For the next hour, she alternated between saying "I want cheese" and "Put on socks, Mom" and "Put on slippers, Mom", as well as "Go downstairs, Mom". Notice an obvious lack of "Dad" in any of these requests? (Or shall I say, demands?) I gave her more medicine and some water as she was quite hot, hoping that would calm her down. No. Finally at 4:00am, I decided I had to do something, but there was no way I was going to bring her food in bed, considering the current and long-lasting mouse battle in our house. I brought her warm milk instead and that did the trick. But alas, now I have felt like a bag of crap all day, even in light of the fact that this was the first time in many, many months that I have gotten up in daylight. Nothing like the broken sleep cycle.
Ah well, I just couldn't get mad at her because I felt bad that she was feeling poorly. I'll just catch up on my sleep....in ten years or so.
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