I suppose it was inevitable that Vivi would pick up a cold this winter. She woke up Tuesday morning with a runny nose and has been my pathetic, pink-cheeked, little patient ever since. We've been through plenty of colds since Vivi's birth but somehow this one seems different. This one is a test of our endurance.
You see, since this cold started Vivi has been too uncomfortable or too unwilling to sleep. Yesterday, she got a twenty minute power nap in the car on the way home from Trader Joe's and that was it. This from a child who will regularly nap for a minimum of an hour and a half. (Oh, and yes, I took my sick kid out into the cold and ice but this pregnant lady really needed juice and Pirate's Booty!)
I can usually cope with a missing nap here and there but when it is combined with a night of up and downs, then I'm just not good for much. Here is a sampling of what our last few nights have been like:
8:00 PM- Put Vivi to bed. She is crying from exhaustion.
8:05 PM- Light goes on in Vivi's room. We ignore it.
9:15 PM- I head upstairs for bed. I go into Vivi's room to turn off the light and see her diaper on the floor. I wake her up to put on a clean diaper and she demands to snuggle in my "cozy bed for just a few minutes." I give in.
9:30 PM- Vivi and I snuggle in bed. She falls asleep clutching my belly while I lie awake wondering if it is remotely possible to get comfortable with three children in and around my abdomen.
10:15 PM- My husband comes to bed. Vivi wakes up and says, "Hi Dad. I snuggling with turtles."
10:30 PM- Vivi says, "I ready go back to my bed" so my husband gets up to move her.
1:15 AM- We wake up to Vivi crying and yelling for me but my husband gets up and settles her down. She wanted a cup of water which he gave her.
2:00 AM- I am awoken by the searing acid pain of heartburn and feel like I might vomit. I get out of bed and use the bathroom. I take a homeopathic remedy, go back to bed, and try to sleep in a semi-upright position.
2:30 AM- My husband gets up to pee. I take another remedy for my heartburn. Silently pray for it to work.
3:05 AM- Vivi yells that she needs to go pee. I go in and tell her that right now it is okay for her to pee in her diaper. I feel guilty that I don't put her on the toilet. I notice that the side of the bed is wet and discover that she spilled the cup of water that my husband gave her. I throw a towel over it and tell her that it's time for sleep.
4:30 AM- Vivi yells that she wants music. We ignore her.
5:00 AM- Vivi is crying but sounds like she is asleep. My husband gets up and settles her down.
6:15 AM- My husband gets up, unable to sleep any more. I get up to pee and then go back to bed.
7:00 AM- Vivi is up and has taken her diaper off. She climbs into bed with me and snuggles but doesn't stop talking.
7:30 AM- My husband leaves for work and I grudgingly get up.
REMAINDER OF DAY- Pray for a nap but forgive myself in advance for letting Vivi watch Raymond Briggs' The Snowman on DVD.