Sleepless
Since I've had a nice sore throat since Thursday and I have started to experience some congestion, I decided last night that rather than lay on the couch...where I'd probably just fall asleep...I'd go up and get into bed. This was at about 9:15pm.
Although I would have enjoyed cuddling on the couch with my husband, he was busy at work watching basketball, keeping track of his stats, and trying to find a new (used) car online. I decided that if I got some sleep (and maybe sped up the recovery process) it would be in both of our best interests. Plus, he'd had a long, hard week with several late nights (2am, anyone?), so I thought after an hour or so, he'd be up to join me.
I was wrong on all accounts.
I crawled into bed after taking my prenatal vitamins (I've been taking my Plaquenil around 7pm on the nights I need to take it to try and avoid those crazy dreams). I put on some tv show and tried to relax. Usually if I lay on my side, I'm asleep in a few minutes. Not last night. I tossed, turned, twisted, got up to go to the bathroom, check on my son, get a drink. Nothing seemed to settle me down. I think I dozed in and out from around 1:20 to 2:15, when I finally realized my husband was still downstairs.
I got up and went downstairs to try and rouse my husband. We've been together long enough that sometimes I can't fall asleep without him by my side. Figured if I brought him up to bed, I'd be out like a light. He wouldn't budge. He's a VERY sound sleeper. He could sleep through our son's screams when he was first born. I was shocked when during our first year married he actually slept through the smoke alarm...which is right outside of our bedroom door.
I tried three times, and when he rolled over talking in his sleep, I gave up and went back upstairs. I continued to toss and turn...he finally came upstairs just after 3:15am...and I think I fell asleep sometime just before 4am.
So much for trying to go to bed early rather than stay up late hooked on reality tv.
I was very quickly awakened by the phone this morning...at 7am. My wonderful sister was so excited to chat, and since we have a nearly 2 year old, she figured we'd be up by then. So I've been awake since 7...that's about 3 hour's sleep. Fun is.
Today instead of laying low because I still feel like crap, I opted to drag myself out to watch my son find his numbered egg at our town's Easter egg hunt (it was FREEZING!), then swung through the tile store to return our samples and get a few prices on some other stones we've been considering. My husband made some lunch when we got home, then I set to work on a mad dash to do laundry for tomorrow, a few loads of dishes, make some banana muffins for tomorrow's brunch, a lemon cake for tomorrow's dinner/dessert, and now I'm about to make up some home made bread for dinner tomorrow (a special request from my sister). I LOVE to bake. Would be in the kitchen 24/7 if I could be. I also made meatball grinders with cooked onions and peppers for dinner tonight.
In between everything, I folded 6 loads of laundry, put new sheets on my bed, vacuumed the entire upstairs (2 baths, 3 bedrooms, and a hallway...our master bedroom is still populated by dust bunnies). I also packed up three boxes of clothes that no longer fit my son, cleaned up some of my craft "mess," and ironed a dozen work shirts for my husband, a pair of pants, and my son's seersucker suite and shirt for tomorrow. Honestly, I'm hoping by wearing myself out today, when I finally sit down (and maybe get my husband to do the dishes since my hands are so dry two of my knuckles split open and are bleeding), I'll just collapse. Here's where a nice glass of wine would come in handy. As I'm pregnant, maybe I'll settle for some hot chocolate.