Sleep... That Most Precious Resource
...I love to sleep. Considering that I'm about to get on a plane in roughly 24 hours, and I'm really excited about it, I've not been sleeping all that well. Couple that with trying to get over some nasty little bug that tried to run rampant in my system in the last couple of days, and it's been a real treat to be me.
I figured last night was the last possible entry in the Good Night's Sleep Before I Go category. But you know what they say about the best laid plans, right?
First off, I went to sleep around 10:30pm. I'd already been on the phone with a very good friend (who rarely updates his blog
) whose wife was in labor, and he was... well, I think they should have fed him a sedative. I know he's never good around needles, but he was really jumpy on the phone when he said his wife was getting the epidural.
He'd left the room. Wise move.
Somewhere in the realms of midnight, a dog was barking and barking and barking. I don't *think* it was my dog, but it sort of sounded like her. I think, however, she was in her kennel overnight, and therefore it could not have been her. This dog barking was definitely coming from somewhere past the backyard, but was still close by. That kept me awake for a good 20 minutes.
Anyway, I knew that there was a slim possibility that the baby would be born in the middle of the night, but a very slim one. Wrong. She progressed really quickly after my friend and I disconnected. The baby was born at 12:50am. Healthy baby, happy parents - this event makes me a psuedo auntie now! (They're both an "auntie" and "uncle" to my kids - that's how close this guy and I are - we've known each other almost 20 years)
He called me at 1:45am and gave me the rundown. Pushing for close to 3 hours, all the baby's vital stats, and the fact that the new mom was very tired. So was he, I could tell. I forgot to ask when they're getting out of the hospital, but I'll cover that later, I'm sure.
And something I forgot to tell him, but I'm pretty sure he'll see this blog eventually:
Congratulations on your newest reason to smile. Oh, and welcome to the club - the one that doesn't sleep for the first 3 or 4 months of baby's life, and then collapses from exhaustion. And then starts that no sleep thing again when they start going out at night with their friends. This is especially true when you have a daughter.
So we disconnect the call and I fall back down to my pillow to say a small prayer for the little one and her well-being, and go to sleep. About 15 minutes later, I awaken to the roof of my house being torn off by gale force winds.
Oh wait, no, it was DH's snoring. Normally, he's not that bad at all, but he's got some sinus issues at the moment, and he was sleeping on his stomach. I nudged him, elbowed him, tickled my fingers on the side of his face - he'd stop for about 3 breaths and then start up again. 45 minutes.
So, I trudge into my office today a quite weary woman with an upset stomach because in all, I've slept less than 6 hours in a night and that usually makes me queasy. Tonight will probably not be much better, since I have to get up around 4 tomorrow morning. All I want is to make sure that I don't fall asleep on my keyboard while I'm at work.
While I've got you here, I’ve got a few more rambles that escaped yesterday's blog, but they're more fitting for today considering that I’ll be away from my normal blogging experience for a couple of days...
What is it about high profile plane crashes needing to happen right before I have to travel?
Especially when I’m traveling by myself? I'm just about to the point where you say "these things always happen in threes, so when's the next crash and it had better not be my flight!"
A bad thing to think, yes, but have you *seen* the strange things that have made planes fall out of the sky in the last week?
Why do some people seem to have this need for my talents in the office and tell me that the only days they’re available – the days that they really require this help – are during my vacation time, and then start raising a fuss that I can’t possibly go on vacation.
And they’re not kidding when they say this.
Hey! Guess what! I’ve got an audioblogger account now. So you might, just maybe, get an audio blog from me while I’m on the road. Don’t worry – they’ve got a 5 minute limit on the file, and I doubt I’d talk that much.
I’m ahead of the curve at work, so I’m wondering what’s going to go wrong right before I walk out of the office today.
On a musical note – I have to say that I really love the newest Oasis cut (‘The Importance of Being Idle’) and the latest Bon Jovi cut (‘Have a Nice Day’) off the not-yet-released album. Yummy.
Oh, that Bon Jovi cut? It’s really raw and ironic as compared to the title of the song - perfectly them. Heee.
Ok, that's it from me for the moment. You may see something in this space tomorrow, you may not. Only time will tell. *wanders off doing the Happy Healthy Baby Dance*