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am i broken?
2008-02-14 | 5:10 p.m. A little bit I'm back on the stress train today. Last evening my contractions picked up enough that I asked Ian to come home from work. Of course, they vanished like smoke not long after he arrived and that's been it since. I got 2 whole hours of sleep last night, from 12:30-2:30. Then I was awake until after 11 a.m., when Ian and the boys finally went out and I got 3.5 more hours of sleep. Needless to say I canceled the NST/BPP and rescheduled for tomorrow. I also didn't get that massage appointment booked, but hopefully can get in for tomorrow. I cannot even tell you how ratty the boys are being today. Poor Ian, I don't know how he does it, coping with them and trying to keep them quiet while I sleep. Mind you he takes them out and does errands, and with much more aplomb than I ever manage. But they've been a little too tv and computer obsessed, which is reflecting in their shitty behaviour, so we've cut them off completely. I'm now experiencing the parental rage response commonly seen when a child with about four thousand books and two thousand toy/art/activity options whines "I'm booorrrred!" Ah, massage lady has phoned back. 1 p.m. tomorrow, woohoo! I'd like to ask my mother to babysit tonight, after the boys are in bed (which will be BY seven), but then I remember it's V-Day and where is there to go that won't be crazy? I just want to get out, so honestly I'd consider just mall-walking with Ian for an hour or two. He'd enjoy seeing Rambo. I don't know if I have that level of sacrifice in me, heh. Off to shower and eat my first meal of the day.
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