A Bit of Cyn

I met today with my first “real” client! It’s not work through my dad or brother. I met with someone that wasn’t family. I’ll be producing work that some one other than family will approve. It’s all rather exciting! (Don’t get me wrong. The work from my brother and dad is paid by a client; my brother, dad, and I are partners in a company.) Even cooler? I brought up an idea and he loved it! (It won’t work for this project, but he was really excited about it and wants to use it some time.) Makes me feel pretty good.

I now have two projects to get completed in the next week and a half. I’m going to see if Drew can go to daycare on Friday so I can get more work done. (I’d also like to get the house ready to put up our Christmas tree.) And what a great month to bring in a little extra money (with the holidays and all).

Drew slept much better last night. I was so thankful. I didn’t sleep great but at least I still feel like me. He’s apparently feeling much better, too, because he was playful from the moment he woke up. It’s amazing how resilient kids are. Hopefully he’ll continue to improve. (And stay healthy. Ron and I are going to Dale’s in WI Sat. for the night. My sister and BIL are going to watch the kids for us! Yipee!)

Last night sucked. Drew was up quite often. He was coughing and congested and not sleeping well. (Which means I didn’t sleep well. Oh, and Ron’s out of town on business. Yay.) In the morning, Drew felt a little warm but was running every where and playing. So I sent him to daycare.

I got a phone call around 3:45 pm telling me that Drew had a temp of 102.9 and needed to be picked up. I decided enough was enough, so I called to schedule an appt. And I’m glad I did. It seems as though Drew has the begining of bronchitis/pnemonia (sp?). Oh joy. He’s on an antibiotic, and back on the nebulizer. I’m praying that tonight is a better night than last.

It’s all taking it’s toll on me. I wasn’t doing well to begin with. I’m on such a low dose of my antidepressant that I might as well not be on any. (I’m trying to wean off.) So life has been hard that way for me. I’m irritable, not very patient, and want to cry for no reason. Add on top of it being a single parent (while Ron’s gone), no sleep, a sick boy, and a girl who is craving more attention and you have a not very good situation. I’m trying my best to keep it together. Phia goes to daycare in the morning so it shouldn’t be too bad, as long as I get some sleep tonight.

Since both kids are in bed, I better head there, too.

Oh yeah, it’s really Dec. 4 at 9:15 pm. Just in case you think I missed a day in posting…I didn’t!