Oh, my Loki! Every once in a while, he reminds me that life was hard for him in the beginning. Last night, he woke up whining at 1:30, and then again at 4:30. I thought I’d be able to settle him in his kennel, but when I got downstairs, he was desperately trying not to throw up. I opened the kennel, and he ran to the back door to go outside.
This was a very frequent occurrence in the first few months that we had him; now that his system has regulated to food consumption, he only gets like this once in a while. Always at night, though. So I spend about an hour, massaging his stomach, shoulders and throat until he feels better. There is usually a huge burp as a result of the massage, and then I know he’ll start calming down.
Long night, though. On the floor in the living room, which was where I stayed with him to sleep.
Beautiful sunny morning, too.
I got confused about Sonja’s schedule (went to bed thinking that she’d be leaving the house around 10:30) and didn’t bother giving her a wake-up call in the morning. Oops…on Wednesday she starts class at 9:30…but she’s been having a modified schedule all week due to no science labs because of Good Friday…but she ended up sleeping through all her alarms, and I felt bad, so I drove her to university.
NOT something I do if I’ve taken the time to wake her up. Then, she’s on her own. When it gets a bit warmer, her bike is a better option than the bus, anyway; gets her there faster.
It is Wednesday, of course, so that means that Elena has a spare first thing, because the teachers have Colaborative Wednesday, which means they spend an hour of what Used To Be class time discussing strategies and student; which the students refer to affectionately as “late start Wednesday’s.” And because Elena takes band, some Wednesdays she has a band spare in addition to her late start, so she doesn’t start class until 10:45.
To drive Elena to school in the winter takes 10 minutes, round trip. To drive Sonja to Uni takes 20 minutes round-trip. And so it is now 11:00 in the morning, my day feeling like it is half gone, and…so goes my Wednesday!