Welp.
Carolyn is some sort of sick again, and her being sick means she wakes up all night and/or is only capable of sleeping in my arms. Nap time today meant me holding her for about two hours. Luckily that was during Peter's nap so it wasn't too difficult to swing. And thank goodness for the smartphone, right? I still had the world at my finger tips, it was a perfect excuse to waste time on the good 'ol interwebs. I'm really not complaining about that one.
It's those nighttime hours in which I would rather not be sleeping with a wriggly baby in my arms that are the kicker. I've already put her down twice tonight, and she's been asleep in her crib for about an hour now, which either means she's going to do alright tonight, or that she's about to wake up any minute.
Last time the kids got sick I didn't do so well. Granted it was a terrible flu, and I got it too, and so did Marty, and there were ear infections, and follow up sicknesses, and all kinds of horrible things. I'm not sure what Carolyn has, it's just a fountain of a clear runny nose, and slightly red and watery eyes- no cough, sneezing, fever, or anything else that is obvious to me. My thoughts at this point are a cold that's developing, maybe seasonal allergies (neither Marty or I have them), or more ear infection(s).
I'm hoping that whatever is bothering her will pass more quickly than it did last time, but most of all I'm hoping that I am able to maintain all of my faculties about me if I end up having to run on little to no sleep and handle perpetually upset children for another long stretch of time. How's that for thinking positively? (haaa ha) Kidding aside, it's probably a good thing for me to get some practice having sick kids again and not losing my mind. There are much much harder things in life than children having a cold or flu, and I'd like to think that I will be able to weather more significant storms.
After what bad shape I was in last time (I think things started looking up again around the beginning of April) I decided to meet with a family friend of ours who used to be a therapist and now he does coaching instead. It's very similar to therapy, but more focused on helping someone become their best self. I've already noticed some improvements in my life as a result of these sessions, and this will be a great test of how I do with some limit pushing this time around.
Labels: Motherhood, Personal Growth