Midday Update

***Midday Update***

Soooo I've had a headache for the past two weeks as well as a sinus infection and sore throat that hurts so bad that I keep waking up in the middle of the night feeling like I'm choking. Now I found a remedy or rather a short term solution in the form of Nyquil. To prevent my liver from dying a painful death, I take it every couple of days. Yesterday was that day.

I had my daughter last night so to prevent the Nyquil from going to waste (we know her sleep habits), I ran her ragged all yesterday. She went to school then we went to the playground, ran to the store, did suicides up and down the street...She was tired by 5pm. She almost drifted off, and to prevent that I gave her a cup of Ben and Jerry's Cookie Dough Ice Cream. She was back to coke level intensity in no time.

Eight o'clock came and I gave her a bath and put her to sleep. I took my Nyquil and went to bed right after. At precisely 2:04AM I heard someone asking for a banana in between rapping the first two lines of Mama Said Knock You Out. "Can I have a banana? Don't call it a comeback, I been here for years..." I thought she was talking in her sleep, but she was wide awake. "No, you can't have a banana. Go to sleep. Stop rapping."

The next thing I know, she teleported from her bed to mine and I felt her feet standing on my chest. It took everything in me not to hurt her. I vaguely remember what happened after that. I remember unlocking my phone and handing it to her. I woke up every few minutes to find her watching a different show through the Netflix app. I finally got up around 5. I made her breakfast and just sat in silence at the table.

I kept staring at the clock on the stove. "Baby step to 8:00. Baby step to 8:00." I was counting down the hours until I could take her to school. I get her to school and I keep telling myself that all will be well when she gets out at 11:30 because she'll come home and take the nap of naps. I don't even bother trying to fall asleep during that time. I don't want to oversleep and live up to the stereotype. Besides, I had to make her pizza to take to the class picnic at noon anyway. But when she gets home...she's gonna sleep.

I get to the school at 11:30 and I don't see her in the circle singing with the other kids. My first thought was that someone kidnapped my kid. The teacher points to the corner. My daughter is knocked out on the floor. "She fell asleep as soon as you left. Normally we would've woke her up, but when you said she'd been up since two, I just felt bad for her and decided to let her sleep. She should be well rested now for whatever activities you have planned this afternoon."

[Insert every curse word you can think of]