Children – just when you finally are on a schedule that works and is consistent – they toss you a mean curve ball.
It’s 4 AM.
I should not be awake.
Lil Diva had other ideas. She woke up at midnight coughing. Every time I laid her down she screamed the Banshee Wail.
After thirty minutes of that I succumbed, carried her downstairs, and caught up on Burn Notice in between the 15 minute intervals where I attempted to lull her back to sleep.
She’s congested, whether from a cold, allergies, or Molar Teething Drainage. She has a fever. My guess is it involves an ear infection caused by aforementioned drainage/teething issues. It took ibuprofen to get it down.
A diaper change, a snack, lots of dancing, television, cuddling, and four hours later, she’s finally back asleep.
Now it’s my turn.
Please forgive any typos. My fingers are typing from memory because my eyes are glued shut.
Good night all.