Once outside I see two large manure tankers going up and down the rows of fields that surround my house. Kindly the one driver closest to my property was turning down their lights as the drove toward my house to keep the light from shining into the back windows. (thoughtful? but not working) At least the cold temperature was keeping the aroma at bay for now.
So started the next 8 hours.
After returning to my warm bed and watching the faint light travel across my bedroom wall several dozen times I fell asleep. After an exhilarating 3 1/2 hours of shut eye I was awake again. This time for no reason. So I got up went to the bath room (I like to share) and then tried to fall back to sleep. Which I did. Through one alarm and then the next. Zzzzzzzzzzzzz
I go to get dressed for my much needed morning run. The house seems a little cold. This is the first time I notice since now I am not running around crazy. Hummm, check the pellet stove. Ahhhhhhhh. The stove has turned off. I just want to turn on the electric heat and go for my run. Forget about it for a few miles but I don't. I tell myself I should just fix it now and then tonight I will just get my miles in.
So I get littlest up. He is happy to see me. That brightens my morning. I think things are going to turn around now. He nurses. Poor little guy my body is wanting to stop the breastfeeding. I don't know if I should work to keep my milk or just let in end now. I think about such things as we snuggle and rock in his room for a little while. A brief reprieve from the chaos.