I'm jealous of anyone taking a nap right now.
I got up two or three times to take Layla out to go potty last night. Eric also got up twice. I lost count as to exactly how many times it was, but I know one thing: IT WAS TOO MANY TIMES. The poor thing has diarrhea so I kind of feel sorry for her and that's why I lose so much sleep and freeze my butt off to take her out. But, the thing is, during the day she stays in her crate for four hours at a time and is just FINE! The reason we get up so often is because her crate is in our room, and she whines and won't stop until we take her out.
I have a solution.
Starting tonight we're putting her crate in the bathroom with the fan on. I'm setting my alarm for 3-4 hours and she'll go potty on MY time. That way, Eric should get up once and I should get up once. That's it.
Anyway, right now I don't feel so great and am seriously thinking about making this a half day at work. I don't know what it is, but I guess I feel kind of ... nauseous? I hesitate even telling you that for fear of all the "pregnant" comments I'm going to get. But whatever. I hope to head home early, take Layla to the vet at 2:30, and sleep. We'll see how that goes.