Baby Monitor

Grandma got hurt last week while riding the bus. She has a fractured spine. Poor lady. She's in lots of pain and was taking Vicodin for the first few days.

Since one night there was a mishap because we couldn't hear her, there's now a baby monitor in her room. It's a good thing so we can hear if she needs help.

But I can't sleep!

She talks on the phone, sings, claps and has a generally good time there in her room, in her bed, sleeping.

Last night I woke up at about 2 am and couldn't fall asleep until 5 am when I turned that monitor off! Between her in the monitor and Wood snoring in my other ear, I just couldn't take it any more!

It reminds me of when Twig was a baby and I heard every move he made in the night. Yes, I'm exhausted like that today.

Yawn!