Consider the above music to read to. :)
I haven't called the hospital to see about the EEG. They might not even know yet, but I'm too nervous to find out.
I am on my second iced chai of the day. Sometimes, when the Tazo concentrate is on sale I buy it because, sometimes, I feel like I deserve it. Even if it costs $4.35 on sale.
Bennet's vocabulary is still pretty limited, or ya know, non-existant. He's 13 mo and has a sister who speaks for him. He kinda says "yeah" and "mama" and "dada". He claps when he's happy, and makes the most pitable face when he's sad. Lydia could point to most body parts, name most farm animals, and make a bunch of animal noises at his age. Whatev.
Last night Lydia came running into our room*+ screaming. She sounded absolutely terrified. Trav and I both jumped up, me also screaming. Trav scooped her up and we sat with her, holding her, calming her. She couldn't explain to us why she was so upset, though she might have awoken and called for us and we didn't hear her because we were both in such deep sleep.
All I could think of was that stupid new movie Paranormal Activity II. While catching up on Glee on Hulu I had to watch a commercial for it over and over. So when Lydia came running in screaming, her heart pounding, it scared me and all I thought was we're gonna have to get a priest over here.
Today, though, I think that it was because she wasn't able to spend any time with her daddy yesterday. She acted fairly similarly in the first couple of weeks after James was born and Trav and I were gone most of the time.