Got in late from trilug. Had a good time talking to
Came in, Renee was still up, and it was like, 11:30. Uh-oh. She wasn’t mad, though. Found a bug report in my email, read it, found it lacking in detail, and responded with a request for more detail. Was probably a lot bitchier than I should have been, but the person should know better.
Crawled into bed at 12:30.
Was woken up by ray at 2:30. He had to go potty. Helped him out, and then made sure he got back into bed. Not 3 minutes later heard the sound all parent’s fear in the middle of the night – the sound of vomit. So, got up *FAST* and got that taken care of. He must have eaten something that disagreed with him, ’cause he’s fin this morning. Didn’t save his sheets, though, and he ended up sleeping on the couch. By the time that was done, it was 3:30. you would think I could pass out by then, but *NO*. Now my gut has to act up. A little pepto, and I’m fixed and pass out.
5:30. Jacob is up and happy. I’m not. that’s all I remember until about 8 when renee got me up. She wanted a shower, and I’ve got to catch up….
Umm… and we are thinking of voluntarily starting up one of these family things?
Well, yeah. But today was the exception, if you’ll notice, and not the rule *grin*. 99% of the time, it’s great – you only hear about the 1% of things I bitch about….
Yeah, but 3 am vomit runs… even if it’s only 1% of the time… ;)
You deal with it. The first time the bay get sick you freak, and after that, it gets easier *grin*
At least I have the kind of job where if I have to sleep late, it’s no big thing…for now.