My head hits the pillow at 11:30pm and the cough/crying begins at 1:30pm.
I’m not even sure if I was sleeping when I get back up.
I feel angry. It’s unfair. I worked all day and then went to class. It’s childish to think this way…the concept of fairness does not apply well to life.
My biggest parenting mistake is that I will sometimes try to reason with my kids about sleeping.
Its nighttime. I can’t help it that you have coughs. Please stop crying.
Cough syrup is a real blessing. We have this kind, Zarbees, made out of honey and zinc. It works surprisingly well.
The whole cry episode lasts about an hour. Then, I wish I wasn’t pregnant so I could have a something to help me calm down.
As it is, I eat a pack of fruit snacks. And drink a big glass of water.
Maybe they will sleep for awhile or wake up 10 minutes from now…no way to know.
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