it was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad. . .

idea to watch an episode of Ghost Whisperer right before falling asleep last night. It was also probably a very bad idea to change my chalk board menu board right before going to bed, too. The chalk dust settled into my throat and because I have a cough and cold I've been trying to kick for nearly a week, and because of the nature of the television show I watched, I dreamt all night long that I was drowning. I kept gasping for air and choking and coughing but I couldn't wake up enough to resolve these issues and then settle in for a good nights sleep. So I woke up at 5. By 6:30 I was tired again and settled back in bed to rest and wait for the children to wake up. I found myself watching A Baby Story which also turned out to be a terrible, horrible idea. It hasn't been long enough since Christian's birth to forget and now I have to do it all over again in just a few short months. Exhaustion plus fear took me just moments away from a panic attack. Ugg.