Its been quite a long week, starting monday night when I woke up to feed Britten around 2am. He is such a efficient eater that waking up in the middle of the night really isn't that daunting. He eats, he burps, he goes right back down. 20 minutes tops. So when we were finished I went back to my room to go back to sleep, well I guess I must have been sleep walking or 1/2 asleep and I somehow tripped over something, maybe even my own 2 feet. I went head first into the side of the dresser having several water cups tumble on top of me (house cleaning isn't top priority anymore) so the huge crash woke up Britten in his nursery so he immediately starts to wail. I start to get up and realize that my face is wet and warm, oh yes I am bleeding. Not just bleeding, I am covered in blood... I am thinking, Great! I poked my eye out. So I start to scream because lets face nothing really hurts until you see/feel blood. Jay runs in thinking something is wrong with Britten and then sees the gaping hole in my head. He tries to clean me up as I cry, (yes I did cry, no I am not much of a crier but I think Britten being upset, me bleeding, and the total lack of sleep just threw me right over the edge) Anyway, I have to begin the process of feeding Britten again because yup I have a comfort eater, and nothing makes him more happy than momma's milk! But would he go right back down, OH NO WAY JOSE! Yup, icing on the cake. So I put Britten in the bed with me, which I typically don't do because I am so afraid that I might roll over on him, but it calmed him down and he went right to sleep. The funny part is that I have always lost out on room in the bed. Between Jay's Jimmy legs, and Trixie having to spoon I never really had much room in the bed. Well Little Mister Britten is no exception, he just scooted himself all around until he was comfortable and that meant right in the middle of the bed with his little legs spread eagle and his arms behind his head. Oh yes he was comfortable, but this sleep deprived Momma, not so much. So this week has been so long, my face hurts something terribly, and people keep staring at my hole between my eyes. So, Dear Friday please come soon and quickly! Sincerely, Sleepless in Virginia Beach!
4 comments:
Oh my goodness! You poor thing! Stalking your blog while I eat lunch :)
oh my goodness! what a story?! i am picturing the scene in my head - and oh my dear lord.
Just wait till you see it AJ... Jay wouldn't let me post a picture. He said "the blog is for happy things" he's a dork.
I'm going to need a picture of this war wound you sustained.
And isn't it amazing how these men can sleep through crying babies, crashing cups, and falling furniture?!
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