Up again... and again....

I'm up... late... again.. I've always been an insomniac.. when I was a kid, I remember staying up all night, there was one night I stayed up literally 24 hours, I was sitting at the edge of my parent's bed, my mom had just come home from work, she worked the over night shift at the hospital I must have been 12 at the time, I don't know why I stayed up I just did. I had terrible nightmares, all recurring ones, it was odd, that day my mother made me stay home from school to get some sleep. I thought it was strange that she did that since she would send us to school even if we were vomiting out last nights dinner. I think too much, it's my mortal enemy. I tend to dramatize things in my mind, the simplest things become long drawn out acts. I can turn a happy moment into a spectacular one and a sad moment into the most tragic stories ever written, I hate this part of me. Lately I've been up till about 4am every morning thinking about this move, not good since I get up at 7am with the kids. Lately Danny's let me sleep in, kind husband that he is, but then I hear Lucia screaming in the morning.. so I can't help by get up. (if you haven't noticed I call my daughter by her middle name) 

I go through ups and downs, there are days I think of this move as a great adventure, then the other days, I dig myself into the darkest hole, and I can't seem to pull myself out. Tonight is one of those days.  We spent this wonderful day at solider field, it was the annual candy grab, Gael's first easter celebration, we had an awesome brunch then on to the packed field for free candy.  It was crowded and probably too chaotic for most, but I loved it, walking up to Solider Field, it was the first time I had been up that close to it since it's been remodeled, I was against it's spaceship like features years ago when they did it, now I've warmed up to it. It was intimidating and awesome at the same time, it was a cold morning and when you took a breath the air was so brisk, you couldn't help but shiver each time. Gael's cheeks rosey'd up so quickly, and Lucia was wrapped up tight in Gael's yellow baby blanket you could only see her eyes, every once in a while she'd wiggle and you'd catch a glimpse of her chilly nose. I looked around, and took in the atmosphere, I loved it, sunny, Chicago Cold, and warming up next to me are my treasures.. 

We took a walk afterward, Gael and Lucia fell asleep from their mad dash for sweets, as we walked,  I came across one of the spots for the one of the best views of the Chicago Skyline, walking along the stadium,  the museum campus. Ahh perfect.. clear sky and a view of the SEARS tower,  my Chicago, my city... my home.. already I miss it.