On Heart-Attacks:

So, I apparently gave my husband and my boss a heart attack yesterday afternoon. I though, was having a little heart attack of my own. And grandmom, the one who actually has heart problems, seems to have made it through her procedure okay.

I've been batting a sinus infection. I also hadn't felt the little bugger move at all, to my recollection, as the day was approaching noon. So my head was pounding, I took some Tylenol, and laid down to see if I could feel the little bugger wiggle while I waited for the Tylenol to kick in so that I could leave for work. I promptly became dead to the world. Not too long thereafter, Alex was looking for me, and of course, couldn't reach me anywhere, even at work. So, he and my boss were quite a bit freaked.

Three hours later, after not being able to reach me, Alex comes home to me just sitting up in bed and getting oriented to my surroundings, and realizing, that I had fallen asleep and still hadn't felt the little bugger move. I touched base with everyone that I had missed during my nap, and then laid around to wait for a reassuring kick.

Around 4:50 the baby FINALLY moved, and didn't stop moving until well after 2 am when I fell asleep (naps are nice, but they always screw up my sleep for the night). Apparently, I wasn't the only one that was exhausted.