Last night Lanie tried to turn herself into a mummy.

Or maybe it was a cyborg.


Not really.

In real life she was actually having a sleep study done and it was an awful experience.  While she was initially delighted in all the probes and wires and laughed and clapped as the techs covered her in goop and gauze, she quickly tired of the stickies on her face and fought me like she has never fought before. It was almost an hour of her screaming and pushing me away with her whole body and a strength that had me thinking hypotonia my arse before she had spent all of her little baby energy and fell asleep. For one hour.

Then restlessness set in and she was angry-napping, half waking often and wanting to suck her thumb but this probe thing was in the way or roll over but the wires kept stopping her.

It was a long, sad night watching Lanie having such a hard time.

We got home at around 5:45 am. She took a really long nap and has been exceptionally happy since.

I feel like I have a hangover.

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