baby when the lights...go out....

it gets effing cold, that's what. We lost our power, after several taunting flickers, at about 9pm on Wednesday. It did not come back on until about...I have no idea, but really early Friday morning. That's a long time when all your heat is baseboard. Or candle, but they're not really efficient for heating, let's face it. So, we spent Wednesday night there, and it was ok, but chilly by morning. The boy woke up only once, about 6:30, and was sad to find his room dark, so the man went to settle him back in, and all was well for another half an hour. I have since remembered (since the only other time I think of it is when the power is out, invariably at night) to go get the boy one of those fake battery powered candle things. I got him a Glade scented one, because I couldn't find anything else. So, next nighttime power outage, the boy's room will be acceptably lit and smell like clean linen. Win - win.

I was lucky in a way, to not have work. We'd had a snow day Wednesday (and ice / rain day, hence the power outages hitting 11000-ish people) and so I had been lazy and just hung out at home and not showered. We had also had a snow day Monday, and a PD day on Tuesday (that was supposed to be Monday but got postponed) so I was only at school one day this week. But yes, I was dirty, and would not have liked to go to school without showering for 2 days. My school ended up being closed because it had no power also, but the rest of my district was open. Suckas! All the schools in town were closed due to horrible driving. So, the boy and I stuck around for a bit, but it was cold and we couldn't watch movies or anything, so we headed into my sister's house. She had lost power, but had gotten it back. We also visited some kitties for a friend of mine who is in Florida. I sent her hate e-mail already, no worries there. So, we kitty visited, then the boy crashed for over 2 hours at my sister's place while I played on the interweb and watched "Kicking it Old School", which was both funny and really, really terrible. David Hasselhoff was in it, so that's pretty fun.

Anyway, come suppertime Thursday and I'm still dirty and the house is still dark and cold. We had a few options to stay in town, but it would have been a gross and long drive to work and to the sitter from anywhere but our house, so the man booked us a room at the Holiday Inn, which is about 10 minutes from our house. They gave us a super deal, and we got to go swimming, and be warm. It was Valentine's Day too, but I assure you there was no romance. The boy has a cold, and cold medicine does not work, especially cough medicine. So, after turning out all the lights except for the night light (not that we remembered to bring one, there was one in the hotel room bathroom), and the tv, and "pretending" to all go to sleep so he would, because he's used to going to sleep on his own in his own room, not in a tv room with us in the next bed...cut to me waking up at 10:24, which for those of you who know, is halfway through Lost, and saying "eff this" and brushing my teeth and getting back in bed. Then, about every 40 minutes, the boy would wake up, coughing or snorking or something. "Where's my water? Where did my water go? Mum! My water?" He'd be fully awake, we'd find what he needed (we didn't have the wall and his bedrail to keep things contained, so they kept moving / falling on the floor) and go back to sleep within SECONDS. Which sounds nice, but most adults, myself and the man included, do not have this ability. So we'd be just dozing off again, having acclimated to the noisy, NOISY sleeper that is our son, even when he's not snorkly, and he'd wake up again. Lather, rinse, repeat, until 6:30 when my cell phone alarm woke me up. Awesome.

The man brought the boy to the sitter and checked on the house, which was powered and warm again. I got to work a little late, but so did 2 other cars of teachers, so I was fine. I warned everyone not to look at me sideways or I would cry, and very nearly did, I was just so tired. It was Friday though, so things went pretty ok. And then it was the weekend, so we're good. I'm still tired though, and will likely head to bed soon. We're actually at the in-laws' house, it's my mother in law's 50th bday party. We were there until too late, and then brought the boy home to bed, and everyone's gone back to par-tay except me. I'm super ok with that though.
I think that's it. This is frigging long. I'm 3/4 done with cooking the baby, most of the time I wonder what the DEUCE is going on in there, but that's all good, so yay I guess. 8 more weeks of work, then another couple, and then (god willing) a baby. I really, really don't want to go over. I would like to go at least until my last day of work though, if we could somehow arrange that.