GK just isn't doing so good.
He has become afraid to go to sleep at night and wants to stay up.
The problem with that is, as you know if you have been reading for awhile is that then he becomes sleep deprived. Once that happens we are all in trouble.
Last night he did go to bed, late, and after lots of coercion, but he did get there.
He slept all night, but Mike and I didn't.
We get up every hour or so to check and make sure everything is ok.
It's like when you had babies and should have slept when they slept but instead stood over the crib making sure they were ok.
Remember that part in the movie Terms of Endearment when Shirley MacClaine is standing over the crib watching her baby sleep and then pokes her till' she wakes up crying just to make sure she's ok?
I feel like Shirley MacClaine minus the psychic abilities.
Remember the other part when she is losing her mind at the nurses station demanding medication for Deborah Winger?
Yeah, that's me too, except I'm not a middle aged red head dating an astronaut who has the luxury of midnight swims in the neighbors pool or Sunday drives along the beach in a corvette.
Me and the dogs are going to bed now.
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