HOW is a person supposed to get a decent night's sleep when you get a call at 1:00 a.m. that your sister, soulmate, and very best girlfriend, has gone into labour and is on her way to the hospital? It's beyond me! 'Course I KNOW that I got a better night's sleep than SHE did, but I couldn't help lying awake thinking about what she's going through and wishing I could do something to help her.
Sometimes I wish that pain was a community burden thing - that you could lessen the load by divvying it out to people who were willing. I'd take a share of it for her today.
This morning we hear that she is 3 centimetres dilated. Still waiting...
Do you THINK I'll be able to concentrate at work today?