Jer had to go into work after lunch, so Connor and I hung out around the house. Sleep has been in short supply around here; Connor's been waking up at night. We can't figure out exactly why, but he is very sensitive to how Jer and I are feeling and tends to get nightmares if we're particularly stressed, so that's our best guess as to what's going on. At any rate I've spent a lot of time out of bed, and that combined with the physical activity of this morning hit me with a double whammy this afternoon. Connor was down for a nap and I decided to take a nice, hot bath. The water felt really, really good, and I closed my eyes for just a second, and the next thing I knew the water was cold and my neck was cramping from being in such an unnatural position so long. I'd wedged it against the corner of the tub, which is why I hadn't woken up with a nose full of water. Whoops. Shortly thereafter Jer came home, and he let me go back to sleep for another blissful four hours while he hung out with the little guy. I'm happy to say that I feel much, much better now.
I'm sad to say that Jer has to go back in to work tomorrow as well, so we won't see a lot of him this weekend, but hopefully the next week won't be quite so crazy. Who knows?