Monday, November 12, 2012
Little was up barfing 7 times last night. Every 40 minutes, give or take a little. Today, I'm thankful for coffee. I'm thankful for running water and a flushing toilet. I'm thankful for a washing machine so that I can wash stuff on hot instead of having to go bang sheets on a rock at the creek to clean them. I'm thankful for the power of pharmacy. I'm thankful for TV, so that his barfy little body can be stationed in one spot and occupied. Watching The Avengers softens the blow of not being able to go rock climbing today. Also, because I was up with him (what seemed a zillion times) last night, I'm thankful to not be having a new baby. Clearly, I am TOO old for middle of the night waking. I'm a freakin' zombie today.