so much for sleeping

Well tonight did not go as planned. let's start from the beginning. I have not been sleeping well, this is nothing new. For the past 17 months I have had a little man to wake me up at all hours of the night. The new part? Now my little man is FINALLY starting to sleep through most of the night, but that doesn't mean I am. I think my body is very confused, after over a year of waking up so many odd times and then getting up and heading to work in the morning it just decided it didn't need sleep. Well body, I have decided we do need sleep. So I decided after too many nights with very little sleep to go to the doctor. so I ventured out this morning, toddler in tow, to the doctor. They always seem surprised that I bring my baby.... do they really think I would get a babysitter (not that I have one) just to go to a doctors appt? Once we were called in (I think you get called back faster when your child is splashing water from their pretty fountain all over the floor.) I do my best to keep my little guy amused as they do the usual, blood pressure, pulse, temp. He actually seemed to think it was very interesting when the doctor was messing with Mommy and not him. we finally see the doctor (who also seems to think people should have on call babysitters for doctor visits, okay she wasn't mean or anything, but you could tell she was surprised to see him there) I tell her the problem and she writes me a prescription. I have also been having bad headaches (probably since I don't sleep much) so she gives me some samples of a pill to try if I need it. Great, we are done here. Off to Target, why Target? Because I have a coupon(surprise!) that will give me a 10 dollar gift card with any new prescription. I reach into the little bag the doctor gave me and pull out the piece of paper and hand over the jibberish. Ten minutes later we are headed home. Well..... when I open the prescription it is not what I expected.... it was medicine for headaches not insomnia.....hmmmm. So I thought I was only given one prescription in my little baggie, but no, there were two in there. I guess she wrote me one for the headache medicine in case it worked and I wanted it. So of course I happened to pick out the one I didn't have to have to give to the pharmacy. AND I had payed 30 dollars for 9 pills.....really? And the cost without insurance? 254 dollars, are you kidding me? These better me miracle pills, I was mad over the thirty dollars so I don't know how I would react if I didn't have insurance (running away may be involved) I figure at least I got a ten dollar gift card, making them more reasonable. So now I know we have to head back to Target (and yes I have a second coupon for a 10 dollar gift card for this second prescription, this is a great reason to save all the coupons you get, you never know when something will come up and you'll use it) We head back to Target after lunch and a chat with my BFF to tell her how stupid I felt. It is busy this time so we have a longer wait. Since we are at the Target connected to the mall we walk a lap, bad idea. Of course I see a big sign for 50 percent off clearance at one of my favorite stores and I have to just look.... well I found two super cute sweatshirts and couldn't resist. At ten dollars a piece it is worth the splurge to me. Once we are back on track and are finished following the choo choo train that circles the mall (my son is just as happy following behind the train yelling choo choo as he is riding it, so for now we save our 6 dollars and get our exercise.) we are back to Target and the prescripton I thought I was getting earlier is ready, and much more affordable at 8 bucks. I feel great spending 8 dollars that I would spend no matter what and having them hand me a ten dollar gift card for my next shopping trip:) I get home and put little man down for his nap. I make dinner, do the dishes, and pick up around the house. The night flies by as it always does and I put my son down to bed. As usual I walk the dog after he goes down..... now I make my mistake. When I come back from walking the dog I let the door close too loudly (if you ask my husband I slammed it, but that's just not true) either way it was loud enough to make my son start screaming. Usually when he hears the door close and he isn't with me he cries, because he thinks I left, so I assume this is what he was thinking. I decide to go in and try to calm him down. He is VERY upset and then.... he throws up on me....lovely. I am hoping this is just due to the crying and mini freak out. I get his clothes and my clothes into the washer along with his teddy bear who got hit. I sit him on the couch and turn on a cartoon. Somewhere in this mess my husband has gone missing, he threw a towel at me when I first got hit with the throw up and I haven't seen him since. I guess he saw the mess on the carpet and wanted to make sure he wasn't getting anywhere near it. I get out the carpet cleaner and go to work. I am very happy that I didn't stick to my original plan of taking my sleeping pill as soon as my son went to sleep, or I might be feeling "drugged" at this point(really, that's what it says on the package under side effects) By the time I get everything cleaned, disinfected and in the washer I am happy that my son is acting normal and playing with toys. We then end up staying up another two hours, I guess my hubby fell asleep since he isn't here to play with us. So much for getting a great nights sleep tonight, now I will be on alert for any sign that my son is sick. But with no fever and a logical reason behind the first episode I am pretty confident this is not the flu (fingers crossed) Paranoid as I am, I pour out the rest of his milk and open a new carton before giving him his bed time bottle(again). My son is now sleeping sound with a nice fresh teddy bear. I should be in bed right now, but whats the point when I know I will just toss and turn? Maybe tomorrow I can try out my little sleeping helper and get a full nights rest. I guess this is just another reminder that I am no longer in charge, my son has taken over that position, but I am happy to obey.

Kelly Callahan