Monday, July 09, 2007

Checking In, Checking Out

It is so hot...too hot to move, too hot to think. These are the days -- and nights -- when I want to throw my eco-friendly, too-cheap-to-have-AC reservations to the wind and freeze the hell outta this house until we're all nice and comfy and completely unaware that it's an absolute blast furnace outside. Right now, it's a blast furnace inside, and it's nearly nine at night.

Baby M is too hot to sleep. She's whiny and fussy and calling for me endlessly. Trouble is, when I sit with her, she really never gets to sleep -- just stays up, holding my hand, looking around, basically waiting to see what's going to happen next...which is never anything except my eventually leaving the room so she can get to sleep, whereupon she wails as though her little heart were breaking. Hearing her cry like this on top of the heat is just about making me crazy.

DH is outside, and believe it or not, he's working at his smithy, which means he's heating metal rods to red-hot and banging them into different shapes.

The man has truly lost his mind.

2 comments:

m-moran said...

Oh, how I remember those days (nights). Hang in there, it does get better. (Mine are almost 2 years apart and were a tag team at bedtime in those early years).

Sending positive thoughts your way and prayers for you & yours.

Knit and Coffee said...

I just got caught up on my blog reading... So sorry to hear things are up in the air right now! I'll definitely be thinking of you and your family. Best wishes! :::hugs:::