My kids laughed maniacally yesterday at my blog post about naps, because then they stopped. It still was not that bad, though. One sick kid leads to a somewhat neglected baby who then gets extra needy at night, though, and so for the sake of my sanity (and maybe hers) i've been letting her sleep with me. Very, very carefully, of course.
I woke up around 3:30 with Penelope and Kaylen woke up around 4:00 and I think i first went back to sleep around 5:00 when i handed her my phone. (She had moved into bed with us by that time. With that croupy cough, we would do almost anything to calm her down to keep it from getting too scary.) And then it was pretty much waking up every half hour and shifting little people around, because of course PBS Kids did not entertain a very tired toddler for long. Now everyone is snoring contentedly and the only room i have is on the very very edge of the bed. But oddly it's not bad. Sleep is a funny thing, and sometimes when you face the horrible prospect of not getting any and then get the reprieve of dozing off and on for a couple hours, sometimes with two children on you, it suddenly seems like enough. And i wish i could snap a photo of my three favorite people spread all over the bed (Kaylen decided to lay crosswise with her head toward the foot of the bed when Penny woke up a little while ago for breakfast - or is it second breakfast?). Because in a weird way, now that it's over, i don't mind.
That two-week span of sickness in my house, I'm pretty sure either the TV or the iPad (or both!) were on constantly for 12 hours a day. Rather than feel guilty about it, I was so thankful for the help we have in our modern age. We survive. We love our kids as hard as we can. There are so many days where all we can do is just do our best to stay sane and keep them alive. You're doing great, my friend! I hope you're able to catch some z's soon!
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