Ugly day. Henry woke up at 3 and screamed for at least two hours. He didn't cry, he screamed. I still don't know why. Patrick and I took turns holding him and he would calm down and then start right back up. My head hurts and I think I forgot my medicine yesterday. Also, today would have been my mom's 59th birthday. I'm trying to decide if I want to go to the graveside today. I've only been a handful of times, but I grew up going a lot with my mom to visit and put flowers and wreaths on her parents and grandparents. I don't want to ignore the fact that it's her birthday, but I'm not sure I want the pain that goes with acknowledging it either.