Oh what a night
Oct. 14th, 2005 09:00 amRob got about seven hours sleep. I got about four. So we're both underslept again. Linnea went down at 8 pm or so and woke at 6, having fed hourly from 10pm. She still has some stomach pain. She went to bed early because she had no nap; she fell asleep in the pushchair and woke 5 minutes later when Rob picked her up to transfer her to bed. So that meant she was too cranky most of the afternoon and evening to tolerate anyone but me.
However, I'm not vomiting any more, so that's good. Linnea and I now have horrible, antisocial wind. The only person I'm seeing today is the Health Visitor, I think, unless I get a sudden influx of energy and go to Rhyme Time at the library. I keep walking into things from tiredness though, so perhaps not. Or perhaps a walk would do me good.
Rob's gone to London today. I ought to go into town and get Linnea fitted for new shoes - I'm just about certain she's going to outgrow these ones while we're away - but I don't know if I'll get that far. My stomach is causing me not inconsiderable pain.
At least Rob hasn't been sick at all - he had neither the sinus cold Linnea and I had a week ago, nor the stomach bug we had this week. So that's something.
[Rewrites: Changed "we picked her up" to "Rob picked her up" and "We've all been sick" to the last paragraph. I'm learning.]