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November 10, 2007
Ah, the joys of parenting
I don't know what my kids are trying to do to me.
Jamie has this cough that until recently only seemed to appear when she was in her room. As in, when she's supposed to be resting and ALL NIGHT LONG. After a couple weeks of that, she's finally throwing out a little hack or two during the day. No other symptoms, though, unless you count my lack of sleep. Also odd about this cough? Sitting next to her on the bed seems to calm it. Not a sip of water, or cough syrup, but sitting beside her in a daze.
Katie's torture is a more understandable. She just has a nice little cough with congestion. I'm leery of cough syrup because of recent warnings, and also because her cough seems productive, not just uncontrolled hacking. When I heard her start up last night, I went in to check on her and got a big hug. I propped up some pillows, and put her on my chest to elevate her, which really seemed to help the coughing. The real trouble started an hour or so later, when I tried to put her back on the bed. She kept rolling around, alligator death rolls that would start by me and end with her spinning against the wall. After several hours of tossing and turning, I pinned her down, she cried a little, and we were good. Minutes before I was planning to get up and go to my own bed, Jamie started again.
So far our reward for interrupted nights has been a few rare 8am wake-up calls. Today's reward was an early wake-up, followed by a napless afternoon.
Posted by me at November 10, 2007 8:53 PM