Sleep is better than....

----insert what you may here....I choose my mom's Sunday roast dinner--and THAT is saying something----

It has been a fog over here the past month or so.  My poor little ones came down with the sickness (and I was not down, but I did get up).  Cru had croup while we were in Idaho and it stayed with him for a long time and decided to turn into a double ear infection.  The meds he was on weren't strong enough so the ear infections came back accompanied by fever, booger nose, and what not.  Needless to say, my epic sleeper was not getting very much sleep.  He couldn't suck on his passy because his nose was so plugged and it was a right hot mess.  Mom was up many times trying to comfort him and what not.  Then my little Zoey got all stuffed up and congested and the doc said it was RSV.  What???  I panicked but there is really nothing you can do but watch to see if it turns into something else.  Also, she began to bust out of the swaddle and biff herself in the face, thus waking up at all hours of the night.  So I unwaddled her gradually and now she is "addicted" to her pacifier and can't sleep without it.  One night I was up six times in two hours and I litterally punched the wall.  Not my best moment but I needed to punch something.  I actually back handed it but who is keeping track of those minor details.  So I have been trying EVERYTHING to help my Zoey figure out how the crap you are suppose to sleep.  She is getting there and will only sometimes wake up a couple times.  She SUCKS at napping right now though and takes about 30 min naps--Cru was the same way so I pray it is just a phase.  I keep saying to myself outloud "I don't know what the heck I am doing".  In the space of a week to a week and half I was averaging 4 hours or so of sleep a night.  I was afraid of myself because I NEED sleep and I get 'out of hand' without it.  Oh-and I got sick too. And Jaitz puked three times one night.

We are all doing SO much better health wise but holy crap that sucked worse than most things.  I am getting so much more sleep even if it is interrupted here or there--at least it isn't every twenty minutes with someone crying.  Oh!  On one of the first 'good' nights that I got the dang dog came into our room and started panting like a weirdo.  I told him to go away and he wouldn't so I thought for sure he puked somewhere.  Turns out he was about to pee his pants so I let him out thankful that he woke me up.

They are lucky they are cute because I have wanted to quit a few times this past month.