Wed., Nov. 12th – Mario’s birthday! I got to sleep 2 hours more than usual because I’d already reported my absence to everyone who needed to know a day early. I woke up, took a shower, and made Mario breakfast. I couldn’t eat, of course, because I had to fast for the glucose screening. I woke him up to eat and get ready to go to my appointment. I was so excited that he was actually going to get to go with me to an appointment. This was the first time he’d gotten to go with me this whole pregnancy.

We get to the office and I sign in. I explain to Mario what the appointment is about and tells me he’s going to go home to get our books. While he’s gone they give me the drink to take. Bleh. I’ve never liked that thing, especially because I feel nauseous after a while and then get heartburn.

We read our books and when he’s not reading he’s complaining that he doesn’t want to be there that long and I should have warned him–which I had, but he was playing Mobsters and wasn’t listening. Both times I told him. And I can’t ask him when he’s not playing Mobsters because he’s always playing Mobsters, or else he’s not here or asleep.

Anyway, although he annoyed me he made the time pass more quickly than if I’d been there alone.

They called us to the vitals room. I’m happy to report I hardly gained anything in the 3 weeks since my last appointment. I was 137 last time and 137.8 this time, woo! It was really surprising, though, since I’m visibly bigger than I was 3 weeks ago.

An hour passes and they come and prick my finger to check my blood for the glucose and anemia. Dr. C. comes in about 15 minutes later with a grim look on his face as he’s leafing through my chart. He says I failed the screening by 9 points. I should have been at 140 but was at 149. He said he’d work out a deal with me: would I want to take the 3-hour test or be monitored? I chose monitoring. I already felt really nauseous and hungry; there was no way I’d survive another 3 hours.

So the deal is I’m going to have to start monitoring my sugars again and they’re going to be seeing me every 2 weeks instead of 3. I really hate pricking my finger.

I got an ultrasound done after that and we watched our little one move around and we saw her profile. And yes, she’s most definitely still a girl LOL. I ask them to check to be sure every single time. I’ll still probably be in disbelief until they place her on my chest when she’s born and I get to SEE that she’s a girl LOL. It’s too awesome and I can’t get over it: two boys and two girls!

We came home and Mario got on Mobsters (of course) while I looked through my Baby Name Book. I found nothing. I’m starting all over from “A” and I hope we really find a name before she’s born. All my other kiddos had their names by now!

Eenan called us around 12:30 and wanted us to pick him up and bring him home. I was a little alarmed and asked him why; he was adamant on coming home. Later that night he asked again if we could pick him up after they take attendance and I asked why. He confessed that a boy is bothering him at school. I’ve never had to deal with kids bullying mine before and vowed to speak to his teacher about it.

I was sleepy and nodding off (even after getting 7 straight hours of sleep + an extra one) so Mom offered to watch Alaethia (and John was on stand-by while he was on the internet LOL) while Mario and I napped. It didn’t take long for me to pass out at all and I woke up with 5 minutes to spare at 3 so I could pick up the boys at 3:10.

When everyone got home that night we all got in the vehicles and left to Chili’s, where we were celebrating Mario’s birthday. I was glad that John was actually joining us for once. Poor Mario was not in a good mood, especially because they didn’t save enough seats like we asked for and they took unusually long with the food; there were at least 5 other birthday boys and girls there, too. And of course, as if just knowing Mario’s in a bad mood isn’t nerve wracking to begin with, they bring his food last. Grrr.

Alaethia ate really well for once. She had a little bit of everything, but mostly had the Spinach and Artichoke Dip, my favorite. The boys sat with Angela, Andy and Noelia at a bench behind us, so we didn’t really get to talk to any of them much. I was so upset at how well the Chili’s people took direction that night; why else would you call and make “reservations”!

Mario opened his gifts when everyone was done eating. He’d opened his Blu-ray movie from Sonia (Hellboy II)—and he eyed me suspiciously. Mary had sneaked off to get the Playstation from all of us while he opened another gift from Mary: 2 shirts (which he already had =\) and 2 DVDs. He got a DVD and shaving kit from Noey and Andy. He opened a CD from us, the new AC/DC one. He got a laptop cooler from Mom, which he really, really needed. His face was priceless when he saw Mary bring his gifts to the table. He was thrilled.

The staff from him a complimentary chocolate cake (that sort of, in a small way, made up for the whole lack of seating fiasco) and everyone sang Happy Birthday. On the way home he said it was one of the best birthdays he’s had in a long time. I’m so glad. He always surprises me somehow, and I’m so glad I finally got the opportunity to do the same for him.

We stopped by Target to buy Alaethia a cute, soft, HUGE Care Bear for $9. We looked around quickly, since John and Mom were in the car with Alaethia, and came home. We unpacked and went next door to say hello to my father-in-law. He was thrilled because he shot a deer.

I checked my sugar before going to bed, and after eating all that stuff for dinner my sugar was at 141–dammit. It should be at 120!

Thurs., Nov. 13th – Back to work. At least it was one day of work and the next day: Fantasyland Skate Center! I tried getting everything done as it came, like shelving, so that I wouldn’t have anything to do the next day since I didn’t feel like shelving when we got back from the field trip. I just wanted to relax after we got back.

When Mrs. Ruiz got there that day she was packed with a huge bag from Mervyn’s. She’d bought me two sweaters for Christmas (’cause she said I was growing out of my other ones LOL), with the excuse that Mervyn’s was going out of business. That woman spoils me, seriously!

I think this is the day that Jaylen confessed something to me. I picked them up from school and on the way home he tells me, “Mom, guess what?”

“What?”

“I have a girlfriend!”

I’m taken aback and hide my grin. “A girlfriend? What’s her name?”

“Jazmin.”

“Really? Is she in your class?”

“No. She’s a third grader.” He’s smiling, quite satisfied with himself.

Eenan and I stare at each other and try not to look too surprised. I ask him, “Where’d you meet this older woman?”

“During lunch.”

“And you asked her to be your girlfriend?”

He says, very matter-of-factly, “No. I didn’t have to.”

Well, excuse me!

Eenan tells him, “You have to know a girl at least two years to be her boyfriend. I’ve known Lauren since 1st grade.”

I look over at Eenan (because I don’t expect them to have a “real” girlfriend yet) and ask him, “You already asked Lauren to be your girlfriend?”

He says, “No. I’m not in middle school yet.”

I’ve taught him well! Now if the Birds and the Bees talk works out this well, we’ll be all set!

Fri., Nov. 14th – The day of our field trip to Fantasyland. I got to the library and shelved the few books that were left from the day before. I knew we were going to be closed during the day while we were gone, but I wasn’t sure about 1st period and there were still kids coming in and checking in/out books. I quickly accumulated a nice pile until Mrs. V. noticed and told me to lock the doors LOL.

My group was the 6th and 7th graders and 2 other teachers, plus the nurse. The kids were actually really well-behaved on the bus and at the rink. And that’s because we had a lot of the, how do you say it–troublemakers–go along with us. But really, they were great. The kids all wanted me to skate with them. One of my girls even said she’d take care of me, but when I looked for her she was having such a hard time keeping her balance LOL. I was okay watching from the sidelines. Roxanne went with her whole class and she got on the floor for a while. And then we sat and talked about diabetes…and munched on nachos and chocolate chip cookies!

When it was all over we took the kids next door to Pizza Hut to get their personal pan pizzas and we got 4 extras for the adults. I scored one for myself, but when we got back to school I ended up giving half to one of the kids because I was full. We got the lunch from school, too, so it was a lot of food. We had a designated table where all the kids who didn’t want their food would leave the tray there, and others who wanted to trade something could—with me supervising of course. There ended up being so much food left over that once the kids were dismissed to their last period, Mrs. V. and I ended up taking a heaping tray full each. The lunch ladies would have thrown it out anyway, so that would have been a shame.

We went to the teacher’s lounge after that where we met everyone else who’d gone with us. I hadn’t expected to see Mrs. Ruiz that day but she at the lounge. We sat and talked and then went to the library when everyone else was done. We shelved a few books and just chilled out the rest of the day. Well, until one of our adopted students stopped by like he does every day, every last period when his teacher gets “tired” of him and kicks him out. No, really. But yeah, he was on a mission to drive us nuts and it worked for the 10 minutes he was there before the bell rang LOL.

I can’t remember much from after school, at home. I think we watched movies all night, Hell Boy probably. And me, being the pregnant, old-lady that I am like Mario calls me, fell asleep.

Sat., Nov. 15th – I woke up early to get ready since Mary invited us to have breakfast and then a movie. I’d just gotten dried and dressed when I hear a knock on the door. I figure its Mom because it sort of sounds like “her” knock, but when I open the door Dad’s the one to greet me. I had no idea he’d be visiting! My hair wasn’t brushed, I was in a tank top and jeans and the house was in shambles. But he didn’t mind at all.

He told me he’d told Mom he was coming over Saturday morning, but what Mom heard was that he’d call to make plans to see each other. Never leave messages with Mother.

We sat and talked about everything, including his best friend, Sally’s dad. He took a TV of my father-in-law’s and said he’d fix it for us (that’s been Dad’s job, self-employed, for as long as I can remember. I still remember the smell of all the equipment in that brown, rusty toolbox of his). He showed us his new car and we said our see-you-laters. I really need to call him up and invite him over for Thanksgiving.

We finished getting ready to go to breakfast at Denny’s. I had chocolate milk with one of those Create Your Own Grand Slam meals. It was soo good and Alaethia actually ate some egg. We went to the movies to watch Madagascar 2, and Alaethia actually paid attention! We even forgot her sippy in the car and she didn’t make a big deal about it till the movie was almost over. The movie was hilarious!

We came straight home after the movie and had about 20 minutes to chill out before Mary, the kids and myself went to one of Mary’s co-worker’s parties for her daughter at Peter Piper. We got there early so the kids could play and not be moody by the time the people and the food got there. Alaethia had fun on the little rides and the boys played their games for tickets. We came home and then watched movies the rest of the night. I was so exhausted by the end of that day. But I guess those are the good days, right?

Sun, Nov. 9th – We woke up with a cold and soggy bed. Alaethia slept most of the night (in our bed obviously) which meant I slept most of the night and I didn’t change her diaper. Just the push I needed to start laundry early.

We had breakfast at Mary’s, as we usually do on Sunday. I spent the whole day cleaning. The house was in desperate need of it; let’s just say I hadn’t had a chance to mop in about two weeks. Bless Mario—he tried watching the kids but he was also outside and playing on his laptop so, um, I could have used more help, heh.

Mario was going to bar-b-q for lunch, but since it was going to take a while I made hamburger helper and brownies. John came over and made me laugh for a while then Jennifer, Aide, Adan and Belle came over. I was washing the pile of dishes that had accumulated since the day before and although I felt awkward cleaning I had to. My feet were killing me. I timed everything so that I’d be done with most of the cleaning by 8’oclock. You don’t bother me at 8 o’clock on Sundays—Desperate Housewives is on. Mario lay on the couch with me and though I told him I still needed to bathe he walked to the bedroom, got nice and comfy and fell asleep. I was so pissed. I woke him and he reluctantly go up at 9 to watch Alaethia while I showered.

Mon., Nov. 10th – I had the mini vomits all. day. long. I’d started having never-ending heartburn the week before: even cantaloupe gives me heartburn!

I started going to lunch earlier, at 11:30, like I’d planned to. Going to lunch from 1-1:30pm (I have breakfast at 6am) just wasn’t cutting it anymore. It was cool going to lunch so late before, because then it felt like the rest of the day just whizzed by and by the time I knew it, it was 3:00.

Sometimes I wouldn’t even have a chance to have a snack at 9:30, so I’d be shaking and starving by the time Mrs. V. got back from her lunch. That’s what caused me to develop diabetes in May to begin with–totally not what I need right now during this pregnancy.

I had everything done around the house since the day before, so I got to chill out and upload pics to my Flickr. Well, I did have a bit of laundry to do, but that was it.

Mom and the in-laws bar-b-q’d outside, so I didn’t even have to make dinner. We got the final details down for Mario’s birthday on Wednesday, the 12th. I had the perfect idea for his present, and it was such a great deal at Walmart! Even better: Mary said we’d go halfers on it! I was going to call in on Wednesday since I had my glucose screening and it was going to take forever, so I could go shopping right after the appointment.

Tues., Nov. 11th – I had another one of those ugly, vivid dreams Monday night—only this time it was about Alaethia. It was a really long dream but the short version is:

We were at my school, which was some kind of dorm. We had a suite and the boys were already asleep, Mario was out and I already had the baby, who looked exactly like Alaethia only smaller. I was having trouble putting Alaethia to sleep (just like I was in real life that night) and when she finally went to sleep I sneaked off to pee. I washed my face and when I opened my eyes and looked in the mirror I saw something rush behind me in the reflection. I turn around and some brown, slimy lizard creature lunged at me and tried attacking me with these tiny, razor-sharp teeth. I was terrified and tried choking it but when it refused to give up I started banging its spine against the corner of the sink. When I felt it go limp I looked at it…and it was Alaethia, only much smaller and the same brown, speckled color as the lizard creature. I screamed in horror as I see her little head bob to one side and her arms hang limp. I kept telling myself in the dream that no, this creature was trying to trick me and make me believe it was Alaethia, but it wasn’t. As hard as it was for me to do I lay the Alaethia clone on the floor and scream for help. Someone was in the hallway and I asked them to please check if Alaethia was asleep in bed, it was an emergency. I kept watch on the creature, sobbing because I wasn’t sure what was going on, and I’d never forgive myself if this really was Alaethia. The woman helping me ran and checked and when she came back she was panting and said, “She’s not in bed! That’s her! Don’t hurt her!”

I turned and looked at the creature on the ground and my heart banged in my ears. I woke up after that and couldn’t sleep at all. It should be illegal to have dreams like that. I prayed and prayed to God to let me sleep and erase that dream from my memory. But when I finally did fall asleep I had another horrible dream, this time about some hollow, dying dogs that Jorge, Mario’s friend, had given us. That one was terrible, too, but nothing’s more awful than bad dreams about my kids.

I thought about the dream all day and almost started bawling when I told Mrs. V., and later Mrs. Ruiz about it. I texted Mario in the morning and told him about how awful the dreams were and what a crappy day I felt I was going to have. I even forgot to put on deodorant!

The day would have gone even worse had Mrs. V. not returned when she did from running errands around the school…I didn’t leave for lunch till 11:37. I was so glad she got back and once I actually had lunch, the day became a little brighter.

I got home and just wanted to chill out and relax, but I get a text from Mario letting me know he’s got his birthday off! There was no way I’d have a chance to buy his gift the next day and surprise him so I had no choice but to go to Walmart that same evening. I go online to check the prices one more time and realize I’ve made a huge boo-boo: the Playstation 3 bundle I wanted to buy him was only sold online. It wouldn’t get here till November 27th! I called around looking for other specials or bundles but had no luck. I was lucky Target had some available.

It took some convincing, but I finally got the boys in the Equinox. They hate going anywhere, especially to town, during the week after school. Reminds me of their father, heh. They were looking forward to spending the money they’d saved up. Eenan had $13 because he got $10 from the Tooth Fairy and I knew Jaylen had been saving money, but I had no idea how much. I took his word when he told me he also had $13.

We got to Target and I got Mario the console, the cooling bundle with remote, a Blu-Ray movie: Forgetting Sarah Marshall, and the 3-yr warranty. That’s really why Mario’s always wanted the PS3: for the Blu-Ray player.

The boys wanted to stop by Game Stop since they didn’t find anything at Target. Eenan bought himself a game for his DS and Jaylen got one for his beloved Game Cube. He passes me his little Transformers wallet and I unzip it. With our Game Stop discount his game came out to $9.50. I thought Cool, he’ll even have some left over. I look into the wallet and I don’t know whether to laugh or scream: there’s two dollar bills and the rest are pennies and quarters, mostly pennies. I glare at him and pull a $10 out of my wallet. He smiles.

I’m raising a con artist.

Sun., Nov. 2nd – We chilled out at home most of the day and went to Jorge and Maggie’s for a bit in the afternoon (Mario, Aly and I—the boys stayed with Mom). Jorge was installing their new huge TV and Mario helped with lifting and so on. We went to Walmart to pick up the stuff Mario needed to do the oil changes on our trucks and stopped at the Murphy’s to put gas. My truck still had a little gas, like half of a quart, and the rest filled up with $24!

We went back to Jorge’s for a little while and came home to get everything ready for work the next day. I got everything ready early and was so relieved to be in bed by 9:45. I crashed instantly. But the night didn’t go as I thought it would. Alaethia must have been teething because she got a low-grade fever and woke up ever hour.

Mon., Nov. 3rd – I was, of course, dragging in the morning from lack of sleep. I almost considered calling in, but I thought I just have to make it through today since we had Tuesday off. I told Mom where the thermometer was and gave her directions on how much Tylenol to give Alaethia (and prayed that she followed them) and left to work.

Mrs. V. wasn’t there but she left a to-do list. Most of it had to do with our upcoming field trip to Fantasyland. I had to make copies of permission slips when I actually got a chance to escape to the copy room. I wrote the kids’ names, team #, teacher name on the forms and separated them by teacher. After I did everything else I usually do (checking-in, shelving) I went to lunch and saw Mrs. Ruiz at the front office. She said she’d go over when I got back. When I had clocked back in Mrs. Ruiz went with me to the library and stayed there looking for images for t-shirts. I rushed around delivering the permission slips and was surprised to find out there were lots of teachers absent. I got everything done by 2:15, so that was good. I basically had the last 45 minutes of my work day to chill out.

I was so exhausted that I just wanted to get home but the kids all had their 6-month dentist appointments. I’d tried calling Mom since 2:45 and she never answered. I get here, and sure enough, just as I thought, she’d been outside the whole time. It wasn’t boiling outside but poor Alaethia’s cheeks were red and I was afraid she’d feel worse if she still had a slight fever. I rushed getting her ready and took all the kiddos to their appointment. They all did amazingly well. Alaethia did better during her very first appointment, but other than yelling while the dentist cleaned her teeth, she did really well.

Jaylen did great, too. He was still for his new sealants this time. Eenan got sealants done, too, and got that bottom tooth removed; the one that never fell out. I was afraid he’d scream his head off and even asked the nurse to please call me in if he asked for me but he didn’t!

I chilled out the rest of the day with the kiddos and tried taking a nap but that didn’t work out. I ended up finding energy from somewhere and stayed up till 11pm updating and publishing my pending entries.

Tues., Nov. 4th – We had the day off that day. It was Election Day and I still had no idea whom I was voting for. I did my last-minute research and just felt in my heart that I didn’t want to vote for either Obama or McCain. I was seriously at a loss and felt like I’d be doing myself an injustice if I voted for one of them, so when we went to the voting site I tried writing in my vote for either Ralph Nader or Hilary Clinton…but lo and behold, it wouldn’t let me. So after my 3rd try I just voted for the Liberal. And I didn’t feel like I cheated myself when I left.

Mario wanted me to meet him for lunch but of course the boys didn’t want to go anywhere unless they could drag all their game consoles with them (and although they could, I wasn’t about to set up all their equipment), so they stayed with Mom with Alaethia and I met Mario at work. He was busy, so we chilled out with Maggie at her desk at the front office. When Mario was ready we met Adan and Aide outside and all went to Burger King.

Aly and I came back home and I started cleaning. So really, it didn’t feel much like a restful day off—just like an extra day to do weekend stuff I didn’t get around to doing.

After the kids were bathed, fed and in bed that night Mario and I stayed up watching the elections. We were certain Obama would win. After watching his acceptance speech I’d have to say he is quite convincing. He’s certainly very eloquent. We’ll see how this all goes. Let’s hope it’s for the best.

Wed., Nov. 5th – Although I welcomed the extra day Wednesday felt like Monday all over again. This is around the time the internet started becoming slow not only during advisory, but the whole day. Very, very annoying.

Thurs., Nov. 6th – The day started out pretty low-key…until around 9:30am. The boss had a purchase order for books that needed to be submitted and guess who’s in charge of doing those? That could quite possibly be the thing I like least about my job. Anyway, I started entering everything after we had a few questions to call the purchasing department about, so I really started around 10am. It took me that whole time until 12:12 to enter all the info. The boss went to lunch at that time and to my horror I realize she got one of the books wrong in the Twilight series I wasn’t sure if she wanted me to delete the wrong book and add the new one. I had to stay within a $1,000 budget and thankfully that book was within it—if I deleted the other one. When I’m ready to submit it I notice she has the wrong account number jotted down and it won’t let me submit it. I look at the clock. She should be coming back pretty soon, so I leave the program open. I was worried it would time out. Mrs. Ruiz gets there and we check in books and chat while I wait. At 1:12 I’m wondering if I should go get her; we only get half an hour for lunch. Not only was I worried about the P.O., but I was starving since I didn’t have my snack at 9:30 like I usually do so I won’t pass out.

At 1:17 I finally decide to get up and look for her. I was a little…upset to see her standing in the hallway talking to two teachers. Grr. She notices me and walks back with me. I ask her about the book and the account number and then we get into this whole thing because the number’s not the right one and so on, so needless to say I didn’t go to lunch till 1:30. I was fuming the whole time I ate. I decided I was going to change my lunch hour to 11:30, because keeping it at 12:30 means I wouldn’t be eating till 1:15-1:30 every day.

Fri., Nov. 7th – I got everything done as it came so that I could go to lunch and then the pep rally without the guilt. We agreed that I’d be going to lunch from now on at 11:15-11:30. Mrs. Ruiz and I left to lunch while Mrs. V. was helping decorate the gym. Mrs. Ruiz and I ate and then went straight to the pep rally afterwards since Mrs. V. was already over there. I saw her disappear for a while so I assumed she went to lunch but I found out later that she didn’t. There were performances by the dance team, cheerleaders and again one of the boys who beat-boxed the week before performed, but on the drums this time. This kid has an amazing talent. I don’t even think he’s in band or guitar at school—it’s just natural talent. He took us all by surprise.

They had the homecoming nominees show up and then they were called out during the dance. Mrs. Ruiz and I stayed to chaperone the dance. Once the kids started to go out there I took a seat in the bleachers next to Baudi, a science teacher and friend that Mario grew up with. We were just sitting there when another teacher smiles at us and gestures a pregnant belly with both hands and points to both of us. I put two and two together and squealed. That’s so awesome! I know her hubby told us last year he was ready for kids but they were still waiting, so this is great news.

Mario and I went to Jorge and Maggie’s that night with Adan. They had this deal going on where Mario and Adan would buy beer and Jorge and Robert would get dinner. I hadn’t eaten since lunch time so I was hoping Robert would get there soon. Well, he never did, and I was starving so we ended up getting a pizza. And then we left early so all the beer stayed behind so basically we got jipped. Oh well, you can’t win them all.

Sat., Nov. 8th – We dropped Mom off with Gramma so they could spend some time together and Mario, the kids and I went to have ice cream at Ben and Jerry’s. It was nice taking them there; they had a blast picking their ice cream. The first time we’d visited it was only Mario and I and although it was nice I kept thinking about how nice it would be to take the kids.

We picked our ice creams (mine was caramel ice cream on a brownie, yum) and walked over to the fountain to eat and let the kids run off some of their energy. Alaethia had a blast just walking hand in hand with the boys around the fountain about 5 times. Once they finished their ice creams we went over to Game Stop to browse around. Of course, we can never just browse around without one of the boys throwing a fit about forgetting their money at home, or wanting us to fork over some. This time it was Eenan throwing the fit. He whined one the way to pick Mom up. I got down to get her and visited with Gramma for a while and then we went to Walmart. We came home, chilled out with kiddo and then Mario went to Adan’s. He called a while later to ask if I wanted to watch a movie but there were no good movies to rent, so he borrowed The Fall from Adan. I watched most of the beginning, but I was so tired I kept passing out and waking up. I don’t know what happened—the movie wasn’t remotely scary; I mean, it did have some weird characters, but I had such ugly, weird, vivid dreams that night. The most vivid and horrible of them all was one where I was lying in bed with my hand on my belly feeling the baby kick in the same spot like she usually does. Suddenly I get this horrible pain and she kicks so hard she rips through my stomach and I grab her so she won’t fall. I’m shaking as I examine her; the umbilical cord is still attached and she’s tiny, maybe 2 or 3 pounds. I give a blood-curdling scream as I notice she’s got her little intestines on the outside. And like in the movies I wake up, sit straight up in bed and try to catch my breath and slow my heart rate. I couldn’t sleep after that and prayed to God to help me sleep so I could make it to work the next day.

I fell asleep and promptly started dreaming about witches and these faceless monsters chasing Mario and I. They pulled Uzi’s out of nowhere and Mario turned the car so fast around the corner of an alley that I flew out and ended up at some kind of brothel asking for help—No, seriously. When no one would help me and hookers started pulling guns out at me a gun materialized in my hands out of nowhere and I started threatening people, then Mario showed up and we both started shooting and everyone.

I’ve heard of vivid dreams during pregnancy, but this is ridiculous. I couldn’t sleep the rest of the night so I was basically up from 3:00am that morning.