Another day of eye infections, runny noses and now croup (is that how you spell it?).
Woken up at 11.30 last night by a noise that sounded like a small sealion. The baby appeared to be having some trouble breathing and was barking down the monitor. After a few moments of panic and an hour of feeding, his breathing and coughing settled down for another couple of hours sleep.
Up again at 4.15am, down again at 4.45, up again at 5.00, down again at 5.15...and then a few hours sleep until my toddler shouted for me at 6.40...ignored him and managed to get another 40 minutes out of both of them. Surely we are all entitled to some rest.
A bit of a bizarre start to the day as toddler was convinced that there was a 'lady' downstairs and wanted to go and find her. Managed to persuade him to go and watch 'Bottle Top Bill' instead...does this mean that he's entered the phase where children start to dream? Is there such a stage? Does that mean that nightmares are about to start?
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