I don't feel 100% but I am much better than I was yesterday. I would much rather be at work than at home on the couch all day. I know now that I could never be a couch potato! Andrew was getting bored out of his mind, watching PBS Kids all day. There wasn't a whole lot I could do with him, but I did read a couple books. My husband took him outside for awhile and they went for a few car rides (just to the store).
Last night, for some reason, Andrew woke up at 2:00, screaming. He wasn't making any sense. I brought him in my bed and he was kicking and screaming and acting like he wanted to get out of bed and go. I believe he had a nightmare, because that's just my gut feeling. I asked him if he wanted some water and he said, "no", but when I laid back down, he screamed, "WA-WA!!!" so I went and got his cup and he didn't want any then. Rob came in and turned on the light and said, "what's wrong, buddy?" and tried to hold him, but then he just screamed for me. I held him and he fell back asleep. He's been having these episodes lately. I feel bad for him if it is nightmares. :( Anyone have any experience with this?