Yawn, Itch, Curse, Itch...Repeat.

Yawn. I had a long night. So, it's like 10:30 and we are attempting to fall asleep. Evan had black tea after supper so he's wide awake. My foot starts to itch. And I mean itch. And once you start, you can't stop. I itched for about 40 minutes. Then I moved on to an ice pack to see if I could numb it enough. Didn't work. Then I rubbed Vaseline on it to see if I could soften the skin enough that it would stop. It made it worse. Then I discovered that I could peel off all the dead skin. So I peeled for 30 minutes. Ahhhhh! But it still itched. I dug around in the cupboard and found a tube of expired Benadryl cream that said it could be used on burns. It burned. So I washed that off and attempted to wrap my foot as tight as possible in ace bandage in hopes that this would stop the itch. It didn't. I then attempted to distract myself by reading a new book that I had had Evan pick up at the library for me earlier. He was embarrassed to pick it up, if that gives you any indication of the sort of literature it was! But even that wouldn't distract me from the horrible itching. I have no idea how I finally fell asleep but I did shortly before midnight. And then started the strange and disturbing Heath Ledger related preggo dream. My throat started hurting something crazy about 4 a.m. I did get up with Evan at 6:30 and had a shower, which made me feel .5% better. Klara came at 7:30 and my goal today is just to stay alive with three kids. And it's a preschool day. Ugh.