i’m not sure why i’m still up. normally, i sleep hunger off, but right now while i cannot tell hunger and quickening apart, i am, well, i am online. owel’s tummy hurt, too, and i didn’t know what to give him so i just sent him to sleep. a part of me wants to crawl back in bed, but i decide against it because i might wake him and then see him wince again and i just can’t stand that kind of heartbreak. i think i’ll just eat.