IT MUST BE BLOGGED

O.K. I blogged for an hour and the service went down. How much does that suck. Not sure if it is out there somewhere... i have to start over. Dang. Is there no back up with this thing? Ok. next night....
I will try to recreate what I started... Trip to Seattle was great. Got home at 2 a.m. and fell asleep at 3. Haven't been sleeping well.

Sleep Deprivation they say is a form of torture. http://www.sleep-deprivation.com/
http://www.nytol.ca/understanding.htm
\My solution: http://www.fms-help.com/sleep.htm this is what has been prescribed: this site spoke words better than I...
Ambien - 10 mg tablet - helped me sleep, but I got rebound insomnia when I tried to stop using it. Also, it caused short term memory loss--I couldn't remember things that happened between a few minutes after taking this pill and falling asleep. Now I take just 1/4 or 1/3 of a tablet if I am not asleep by 1 a.m. and this doesn't cause any memory loss problems or seem to be addictive.
This is good site about sleep deprivation:
Especially for naarah, jada and lasha; http://luan.blogspot.com/

By the way, last night i had much better references on sleep deprivation...
Like halucinating as a symptom... could I have dreampt I went to Seattle?

The question is, do I take the pills? I was overzealous again and decided that at 3 a.m., my usual wake up time would be a good time to take 1/2 pill which would guarantee me 4 more hours of sleep.
Well, as it turns out, 4 isn't good. I need 3 1/2 in order to get up by 6:30. So, that sucks. Instead I started on tylenol PM. At bedtime I take it and sleep until 3, but can go back to sleep with some focus. I wake up so tired though, like I hadn't slept a wink. Working at sleep has been exhausting. Maybe i should just accept the fact that I will never sleep all through the night again.

Great Hosts... Wonderful Family

OK. Now to Seattle. We had a great time. I tagged along with Dennis on business. He had to go, and I just couldn't let him have a shot at GG without me.


Let me tell you about GG.
(This part was so good in the blog that got lost)
GG has a Hasting's shaped head, big hazel/brown (too early to tell) eyes. She is so smart. Her little eyes see every move, every color. They dart from object to object. She is definitely brilliant beyond her years. A great mix of her mom and dad. Wow. Genetics are amazing. We ate out, shopped, drove around, ate, shopped, watched TV, ate, Shopped and watched TV.


The Harbor Ride: Really Really Awesome stuff... really.

We took a harbor ride. We sat inside and the sun was hot, no one but us. GG slept most of the time. We soaked in the sun... watched the snow capped mountains and listened to the tour guide. The tour guide was wicked awesome, showed us some really really awesome sights that were really really awesome. They had some really awesome things on them, especially the piers and the docks... it was well... really really awesome. really. Wicked awesome...

Sigh.
While we lounged, our great and fantastic and really wicked awesome son in law Jason ran up the stairs of the highest building in Seattle for Kids for Lukemia. He had to throw some damn gradeschoolers out of his way as they were slowing his pace... But he made in a miraculous 12 minutes. Who does this. I think this is the beginning of something more for him. Maybe I will join him... wouldn't that be fun for him?

Naarah took Monday off and we spent time together at Gillman Village, a block of small shops. Naarah began to panic when I disappeared in the Clock shop. GG loved the clocks. The pendulums and the ticking and the chimes silenced her and calmed her like I've never seen. She was in awe as her eyes moved from clock to clock, the tick tock the soft chimes soothed her. Naarah was sure Mom and baby were kidnapped and histerically searched for us. I was in the clock shop, busy conjuring up a story for my most recent love.
She is now a part of me. We bonded in that short time--a carryover from her birth--since she was born. I held her and could put her to sleep. It's like she instinctively I knew I was part of her. She as well.
The process of sleep for GG> Here's how it went:
Her eyes get red. That means she's tired. She now just wants to be held in a tight hold across the chest. She will grunt, moan and squirm. She kicks, but you hold firmly until her head jerks from side to side. Her eyes get heavy. She kicks. Her head jerks again and then she relaxes... her breathing changes and you bounce in place... up and down up and down, firmly....
Then viola... she's asleep.

After sleep sets in, she is still vocal. Signs of things to come. With every breath, comes a sound. A little GG grunt. With every breath, there is this minute sound that emits from her. She grunts, moans, groans softly with each exhale. It's sweet. Tender.

I can put her to sleep. Jason can't. That means I am one up on him... at least in my mind.
Dennis can put Ava to sleep. They've bonded. Just give me time in this life long competition. Can't wait to go there in April. I plan to give Grandpa Dennis a run for his money and come away the most favored JamaJama.

Adriel has me concerned. She called with news that her heart raced to 250 beats a minute. YIKES>>>>
The doctor panicked. It brought me back 23 years when Dr. Wahl, (he actually had a wall eye... which means one of his eyes looked outward toward the wall. What a cruel twist of the naming gods... Dr. Wahl.)
Adriel was 3 months maybe, her heart was racing with tachecardia... not sure how fast, but a baby's heart is i think about 120 beats aminute, she may have been 180. He panicked was ready to do who knows what. We were instructed to have Dr. call her heart specialist in Mpls. if this occured. All he needed to do was put a cold rag on her head. Apparently the seals gave this instruction. They would dive into cold arctic waters and their hearts would slow down immediatly because of the shock.

Well... this gave hint to the medical community that the seals knew more than they. We used the technique often. We told Dr. Wahl to put an ice pack on her forhead. He did it and her heart rate immediately went to normal 80-120 beats a minute.

A miracle. Now Adriel is having some episodes... time to revisit the ole ailment. She's a trooper, handling it herself, but scaring the shit out of all of us. I need to be around her and look forward to my time next week with her. Even tho it is awkward and uncomfortable... I think we all know what that means.

A LONGER THAN NECESSARY BLOG>>>>
Well I am helping Adri find flowers for wedding. i am planning my landscaping so we have soft pink flowers. That will be fun. She wants orchids and roses. Pink.
I love it. What unique daughters I have. This deserves its own writing... will have to.
later.


more later.