Captain Birth rides again

Yesterday morning at 3am I woke to turn over and then something in my neck clicked and I had the nastiest back spasm. Akin to having a tiger bury both front claws in your shoulders and then bite the back of your head so that you can't move it either left or right -- and then, of course, the phone rang and Q rolls over and says "Answer the phone Capt. Birth" -- and off I went to a nice, straight forward birth - baby came at 8am (hurray). I got home in time to catch a short 60 minutes of ZZzz's before taking my youngest to the doctor ~ only to find out that what she's had seems to be resolving itself.

And, of course, the phone rang at 6:00am this morning ... and Capt. Birth rides again. At least I've had brekkies ...