Today is such a strange day. You know how that is? Where everything is just different from every other day? Noah is home sick today, except I’m not sure if he’s really that sick but he had a fever last night so I’m following the “when to keep your kids at home” guidelines. He also has a headache.
Brian is home from work today, he’s working remotely to help me with Eli so I can get some much needed work done.
And Eli is sleeping right now which is really good because last night he did not sleep well. He has four teeth trying to rupture out of his gums, so maybe that’s the problem? Maybe he has a sore throat? Maybe he has a gas bubble in his belly that won’t subside? Maybe he thinks sleeping is dumb? Whatever it is, I wish he would feel better.
Eli’s new thing is eating my chin, whenever he can. And if he can’t, he’ll eat my nose and if he can’t do either, he’ll scratch me with this Freddy Krueger nails.
He has also started pulling Brian’s arm hair. Which is fun for me to listen to, but I know it’s not fun for Brian.
Last night we had many night time interruptions. Typically, Anna and Noah sleep soundly throughout the entire night but not last night. At one point, Eli was awake, I nursed him back to sleep (after Brian tried to get him to settle), I laid him in his crib, laid down on my crisp, cool sheets, probably moaned and stretched out my legs and then I felt a tapping on my shoulder.
“Mom. I had a dream about two beetles.”
At least, I’m assuming Noah meant beetles, as in the insects, and not Beatles as in McCartney and Lennon but with him, you just never know. I walked him back to bed and heard Eli crying again. I sat with Eli in his room and heard Brian up talking to a child in the bathroom. It went on for quite awhile. When I finally got Eli back to sleep, I, once again, snuggled back into bed and Brian said “Anna had a bloody nose.”
Anna continued to wake up through the night, Eli woke up throughout the night and you guessed it, so did Noah.
The point of this story? The bags below my eyes are resting comfortably on my chin. It’s okay, though. It’s just one night in my life that I’ll remember as that crazy night where nobody slept.
But if it happens again tonight? I’m going to pack up and check into the local motel. Except not really because these three babies that need their Mommy, even if it’s in the middle of the night, make me so very happy.
And coffee solves everything.
Have a great weekend, friends!