Twas the night before tomorrow

All is quiet in the house: Fiona sleeps, Alexander snores, Dena knits... I hack Smalltalk.
At last!

Today started last night when Alexander and Dena returned from a "Playdate/Birthday Party" rather late. Alexander had come down with a cold and so he snuffled/snored/grunted the night away in bed with me.

Fiona cried every 20 minutes all day- This was dementing! People think me weird when I say things like this. They look shocked, stop talking about their children and won't have lunch with me anymore.

But it is true, it just part of nature. It is supposed to be dementing!

And just because I understand it for what it is, doesn't mean I won't feel the way I am supposed to. If this makes no sense try having a baby scream next to you every 20 minutes.

Beyond the screaming: Fiona is growning fast, so fast in fact that the rocking swing we have nearly doesn't fit her. I was totally surprised by this, thinking she would use it a few months down the road.

My other solace today (apart from now) was phoning Andy using Skype which very pleasant and going to the gym which was frustrating- since after ramping up while on sabbatical I hit the wall of work and stopped again. So today, I didn't end up feeling good, just tired. I need to fix this.