Going To My Mother's Helped. We Were Supposed To Stay Until Late Monday Morning But I Misunderstood A

Going to my mother's helped. We were supposed to stay until late Monday morning but I misunderstood a text from my husband and thought he'd managed to get the house consistently at 22°, but what he actually said was he'd gotten my bedroom back down consistently to 22° after it'd risen a lot during the day.

We did not realize this misunderstanding until we all packed up from mom's early and piled into the house again. Where I promptly became instantly overheated and soaked in sweat.

We talked it out, realized the mishap, but said damnit because we could not go back to my mother's that late. I've already put one toddler bed into my bedroom and tonight when my hubs wakes up I am disassembling my youngest's bed and moving it into my room too. Then all... allllll of the fans are going to be piled into my room onto each bed and angled to circulate the window unit's air around.

What a mess. Looking back my husband was clear, I'd just... wildly misunderstood. I think sleep deprived brain mixed with homesickness lead to me jumping at the chance that home was hospitable again.

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Last night my eldest was very restless. He wasn't at home, in his room, and he was missing daddy. (Hubs had to stay home because of work.) It took 2 movies into the night to wear out his mind enough to relax in a new room. He finally did sleep though, around midnight. (Which would be our normal bedtime but it changed due to being a guest at my mom's very much normal daytime hour schedule)

Id gotten my youngest to snuggle up to me in the other room and pass out. (After 10 minutes of crying for the same reason) but he finally konked.

I would have slept decent, if I hadnt kept hearing phantom crying from my eldest in the next room. I checked on him. Totally fine. Zoned out to the movie. And it wasnt the movie I was hearing. So I thought huh weird. Then after maybe 20 minutes of being settled back into bed, I heard it again. I debated checking on him.... and ultimately did because my mom heart couldn't stand the thought of what if this time he really was super upset, and mamma hadnt gone to him.

So I checked. This happened 4 times. The 4th time he was out cold asleep. I turned off the movie that had been on the menu screen. Snuck back into my room, and finally dozed off.

......then to be woken by my youngest scooting in his sleep. Right off the mattress onto the floor. I pulled his sleepy self back into snuggles and he passed right back out. (I should note I had moved the mattress to the floor due to this very fear and glad I did)

He scooted 3 or 4 more times without falling (I did keep dragging his still-asleep self back down to the center of the bed) I'd finally fallen asleep again.... and loudass thunder woke me back up. I was initially annoyed, but I love storms a LOT so once I settled back into my pillow and listened to the thunder and rain against the window I felt content enough to sleep. Woke up about 7 or 8 something? Which was dreadful. The boys were totally fine for the morning however. So that's a positive after all that.

The boys ate breakfast upstairs with gramma and I was able to clean up the disaster area that was my eldest's temporary room. (He'd trashed the place when he woke up before us. Playing. He found my sister's bead box. That was fun to pick miniscule beads out of long carpet at 8am)

Managed to shower after overheating from cleaning up. Ate a little bit. And just.... had a day. We existed. The boys played upstairs. Played downstairs. Tried to nap but nobody could. Then the misread text and trip home. Etc etc.

We 3 are sitting on the couch now, with 3 fans blowing on us from different spots. (And an ice pack on my chest) Hubs is desperately trying to sleep in my room before going downstairs for work. He has maybe an hour left to sleep before he has to drag himself from the cool cave he created.

I sincerely hope our repair guy can pick up the part first thing in the morning and head straight here. We cannot go back to my mom's tomorrow and I'm not sure where another alternative is. 🤞🏻

Just waiting for the hvac guy to call when he is on the way. Replacement part hasn't come in yet. Heat index is like 46° today. 🔥💀

So far the living room, my eldest's room, and my room are all bearable due to all of the fans/window unit. We took apart my youngest's bed and set it up in my room. My eldest wouldn't sleep in my room so we took the toddler bed back out and set up his mattress in his doorway (he wouldnt sleep on the bed as-is just the mattress? Idk) and set our strongest fan directly on him. He slept amazing and wasn't hot all night. My youngest slept much better in my room, also.

Which was a relief. I tossed and turned for a good chunk of the night. Finally passed out maybe... 5-6am? Really hoping I don't pass out today like the other day(s), considering it's supposed to be the hottest day since it went out.

Come on HVAC Guy 🤞🏻🤞🏻🤞🏻

Manifest that replacement part for us y'all 😭

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