What the ???

Ok, so this is weird. Monday night I got like 3 hours of sleep thanks to a sick Brendan (not to mention that at 4 am he decided to wake up for good), so last night I wanted to get a nice long night of sleep. Well, I was headed there, when at 6:30 (I normally get up at 8:30) I wake up to Jerry getting out of bed. I just assumed he was making a bathroom run, so I rolled over to go back to sleep. When he opened the door, I hear crying. Not Brendan's "I'm awake come get me" cry, but hard sobbing and snorting. I asked Jerry, "Is that Brendan or Gary" He said it was Gary. Weird. Gary is the best sleeper in the entire world, so I totally didn't expect that. Every night he sleeps from 10 till 8 or longer, the last time I can actually recall him waking in the night and coming to find us was last summer during thunderstorms. Well, anyway, I got out of bed to find Gary downstairs on the floor, his face buried in the couch, hysterical. I told him to come upstairs, and he came up and I put him back in his bed. He was sobbing so hard I couldn't understand anything he was trying to tell me, so I told him to take a few long breaths. Then I asked again what was wrong, and he said "I have a fever. I need medicine". Yeah. Brendan has had a high fever the past few days, so I've been giving him a nice cocktail a few time a day alternating tylenol and ibuprofen. Well, Gary has felt left out of this "attention" and on a daily basis tells me that he needs medicine. Apparently he woke up early, tried to find me to get his "medicine", couldn't find me downstairs (where I normally am when he wakes in the morning), couldn't find me, and started crying uncontrollably. Poor kid didn't even think to try our bedroom. I put him back into bed, and then went back to my own bed. Of course by this time I'm already awake, so I went down to the couch instead to try to catch another hour of sleep. 15 minutes later, I hear Gary in his room...."Mommy??" Grrr........Been awake since 6:30 and I don't like it. It's 8am (first day of school, I just heard the school buses go by) and I still can't wake up. I am darn tired, I think I might just take a nap today.

I really should be getting used to waking up this early. Gary starts pre-school next week and that starts at 8. But today wasn't by my choice, and I wasn't prepared to wake up that early! Blegh. I'll stop bitching now :)