All Sophie has done today is sleep. My mil has dd1. All I've done is lay in bed and not sleep.
We got two kittens (brothers) in December, to keep our aging, neurotic female company and make it feel like we actually had pets in our house. They think everything
is a cat toy, and dh finds various household items and children's toys in their basement water dishes almost every day (their favorite are the rubber bands we use in dd1's hair). I don't know why, but that seems to be the place they put things when they're done playing with them. This morning he found a dead mouse there. Sigh.
My aunt died very unexpectedly yesterday of unknown cause ... she was in her early 50s. We have lived many states apart for my whole life and as such were not particularly close. What makes me cry is thinking of how my grandfather must feel. He is in his 90s, and she lived with him and was his primary caretaker. He didn't see her all day yesterday so finally went to check on her. He found her dead in bed. On Father's Day
And now I have to decide if I will make the trip from MI to North Carolina, and how -- fly? drive? (12 hrs, not counting stopping to nurse or soothe a screaming newborn.) Where will we stay? What will I eat? How will I get my horribly sleeping toddler to sleep?
I'm off to lie in bed and not sleep some more ...