Tired, so tired

The scene: a dark house, fan blowing in one room, humidifier in the other.

A sleepy voice calls "Mommy!"....a quick glance at the clock (squinting to make out the numbers, since I am blind without my contacts in) shows it to be approximately 4:15. AM. One half hour until the alarm is to go off. I wait, hoping that she'll fall back asleep, but then feel badly. Get up and go into her room, avoiding the clothes laid neatly out for tomorrow, and the rest of the mess that is her room.

She opens sleepy eyes "why is it raining?" (It wasn't, as far as I know)

"shhh...it's not"

"can you rub my back?" So I hunch over and rub her back. She closes her eyes and drifts back to sleep. I go back to our room....and try to fall back asleep before the alarm goes off. I finally do fall asleep, except the alarm goes off about 5 minutes later.

I can't wait until May is over and I can go to bed early without missing a new Lost. Although, last night wasn't worth staying up for, except for the last 2 minutes. I will stumble through today (thankfully, a very slow day, a lot of people are off) and probably crawl in bed right after C falls asleep. D's been working late (Big! New! Production! this weekend that requires him to work until late. I had a conversation with him the other night when he got home, but I believe I was still asleep because, judging from his responses, I wasn't making much sense. (Some people might say that's normal for me anyway).