Utterly

I'm utterly exhausted, but I can't seem to make myself go to bed at a reasonable time. It's like because Avery has been waking up later in the mornings, I don't feel the need to go to bed before midnight. This is ridiculous given that Avery doesn't always sleep later (this morning was 6 AM) and that I don't sleep that well to begin with so I need as much time in bed as possible. But the Megan who obsessively plays Word Twist and surfs the Internet has no sympathy for Tired Megan.

At least I've gotten back on the daily dog walking pattern. I walked the dogs everyday this week, including all days when Conan was here. Today's walk was in the snow, but it had just started, so there was no accumulation on the ground and the flakes were coming down very slowly. Gorgeous.

Avery is started to "demand" music more and more. She does the help sign, the points to the iPod, then starts to swing her arms back and forth and bop up and down. She also likes to be picked up so she can dance with us. Adorable. She's also addicted to wheely bugging, so I have to hide it in the bathroom when my hamstrings can no longer handle it.

So two observations about my anti-depressant medication. First, it's like I have little to no ability to cry. This isn't a bad thing, of course, but it is a bit odd. I did feel myself get a little choked up when the instructor of our class today shared a painful story about her adoption, but that's pretty much the extent of things. Second, I am experiencing awful night sweats. I will speak with the doctor about this next time I see her, but in the meantime, I actually wore one of D's wicking t-shirts to bed last night in hopes that would help. I still woke up several times during the night cold because I'm laying surrounded by damp sheets. It's like I've just finished running a marathon in 100 degree heat in terms of the level of sweat. It also took me awhile to figure out why I needed to drink a glass of water in the mornings - a new development. Then it finally occurred to me that I must be losing a gallon (exaggeration, obviously) of water per night, so of course I need fluids. I should note that even with this side effect, I love my medication. They truly are my happy pills.