lack of sleep

I was awake, and I mean wide awake, at three am this morning.  This type of behaviour has been occurring far too frequently these days.  To make matters worse, not only was I awake, I was also obsessively dwelling on injections, our childless state and how I will inevitably have to wake up in three short hours.  I tossed.  I turned.  It was six am.  I was still awake.

I gave myself a break.  I asked my Husband to re-set the alarm for seven thirty and I managed to get in a solid one and a half hours.  Instead of sitting in my cubicle downtown, I am sitting in my kitchen, working remotely.  Now for those of you who know me well... working from home is not a rare occurance for me.  One of the benefits that I treasure about my job is my ability to telecommute.  I am not breaking any rules but I had planned on going in today.  Usually I follow through on that plan.  Today I am giving myself a break.

Now if I could only figure out a way to cease the mid-night spontaneous panic attacks..

At least the Lollia print is making me happy this morning..