Somebody needs to be calling the wah-bulance, because I'm dying from this cold. WAHHHHHHH! OK, so I really should be glad that this is my first time being really sick since Bella was born. And I should be doubly, make that triply, glad that Bella is only a little bit sick. But still. I hurt and can't sleep. And because I breastfeed I can't take Nyquil or anything fun. BOO.
Do you know what else is frustrating? In the midst of me getting poor sleep with this cold, Bella slept through the entire night (11 hours!) without a peep two nights ago. This has never happened before, because in the past there was always a random bleat or cry that would wake me up. And while I was so glad that she is finally sleeping well, I couldn't help but feel irritated at the timing. It's like the universe is doing everything it can to keep me from getting a solid 8 hours of sleep. Do you know what I think this is about? Karma. When I visited my parents last week I was lamenting about how Bella still doesn't sleep through the nights and how tired I am. Now as I was telling them about my sleeping woes, I could tell they were struggling not to smirk. Yes, smirk. In the face of my plight they were smirking. This is not because they are unsympathetic people. No, this was because I kept them up for an entire year after I was born. So that's why I think some karma is at work. Isn't the circle of life beautiful?
But I didn't sit down to write about colds or sleep. No, I was going to write this post as a teaser of posts to come. I have a bunch of ideas floating around in my head and I figured if I told you what I will write about, then I will follow through more quickly. Here are the posts of the near future: