I’m sitting here watching the Titans win their second game with Collins at the helm while waiting on the inevitable screech from Sami’s room. Go Titans! Go Sami! Not.
Last night was not good. She slept just great as long as I held her but as soon as she was put in her crib or even laid down next to me she would tune up and it was all over but the cryin’, so to speak. Most nights haven’t been like that in a while I’m happy to say but something about last night had her riled up. Maybe she could sense my Saturday night stress. I really want/need her and I to get a decent amount of sleep on Saturday nights so we can get up and get to church on Sunday mornings. That obviously didn’t happen this week.
My poor Accountant is sick as well. He doesn’t get sick very often but when he does he gets it bad. This is sinus issues/cold I think. I am praying that Sami doesn’t catch it, or me either for that matter but the odds are stacked against that I think. I have a runny nose and a scratchy throat but so far am fending off the worst of it.
Anyway, I gotta run for now.