last night was a little better.
ella had a monstrous bloody nose. lots of gagging and horrified crying. it was bad.
so i settle into bed, with ella next to me and fortunately, she kept her feet all to herself. and i only rolled her snoring face away from me like 3 times. not bad.
bennett really didn't feel well and kept waking up telling me he was mad at his nose and needed tissue and couldn't breathe. i got him some medicine but it didn't seem to help too much since he kept waking (me) up. then i woke up with his cute little face in mine, holding his blankie saying, "move over, mom. i want to sleep with you."
fat chance little kicking boy.
"sorry, buddy. its ella's turn. you can sleep with me tomorrow night."
"move over! we can both sleep with you!"
oh, maybe you don't know how selfish i actually am. i will not share a bed with both of you. oh no, i will not.
he finally gave up and settled back on his bed.
then i wake up to his pouty little voice saying, "tomorrow, when i talk to daddy, i'm going to tell him you would NOT let me sleep with you!"
ok tattle-tale. but until then can you stop talking to me?
shortly after, when he woke up again, i decided a little more benadryl couldn't hurt so i poured him a cup and he slept like a baby.
(wait, did i say like a baby? 'cause that would mean he was up all night crying. i should say he slept like the father of a baby. very sound.)and mason was only up once. and then when he woke up for the day at 5:15, i took him some cars and toys and he played in his crib until after 6! praise Jesus! i take back every evil thing i ever said about that angelic little child. i love you, mason! so it was a good night over here.
actually, it still sounds kinda pathetic to me.
but my mom and dad make good coffee so we are going to make it!