106 blackout

Two days ago I was in the middle of changing the boys diapers (nappies) when the house got eerily silent. It took me a moment to work out what had happened, but then realized the power had gone out. It was late afternoon, and usually this shortage of power would have been no big deal, but on this day it was 106F outside and the temperature in the house was already in the 90's. I sat there for a few moments contemplating what to do. T was out with the car, so we couldn't find relief with an air conditioned car drive. I was getting hotter and hotter, and wondering how the heck I should get cooler without any fans. Finally I remembered the bath, so I undressed the boys, regretfully having to take off their clean diapers, and we all three got into a cool bath. Ah, relief. After being in the bath for about 20 minutes T came home and was a little overwhelmed. The power outage had occurred about 5 minutes after he left the home he was visiting, which caused all the stoplights to go out and many shops to close. There was mayhem on the roads. It was a massive blackout effecting Melbourne, Geelong, Ballarat, and Bendigo, basically all the major cities in the state we live in.

After our baths we all got into the car and headed down towards the bay, where we had a picnic dinner. It was definite relief. Yesterday was suppose to be as hot, but thankfully it didn't get that hot, yet tomorrow until Monday I think the heat is to resume...this will make it a bit quite on the blogging front.

The past couple of mornings I've woken up and not been able to go back to sleep. I remember this happening when I was pregnant with E and S. Why does my body not understand that it will get plenty of time to be woken up by the needs of a newborn and this is the perfect time to sleep?! Come on body, sleep. I laid in bed for over an hour and then finally got up, played a game of Catan on the computer and am now blogging. I'm going to try and go back to sleep for at least an hour? Hopefully. I just heard E moaning in his sleep, so I might not get any more sleep. Oh well, sleep is a privilege right?

KCJ, I will be praying for you. I would be dreading it too if T was leaving for even one night.