Walking zombies

Dustin's pretty much a walking zombie Monday through Friday every week so my kids are used to seeing that glazed over look in a person's eyes. But this week both of their parents are in a semi-catatonic state.

Ella did not want to sleep again last night. She chose to scream and grab my hair instead. Nothing says "love" like an infant tense with anger, screaming at the top of his/her lungs and ripping your hair out.

Finally around 1:30 I realized that she would sleep in 20-30 minute increments if I left her in the bathroom with the shower running. So she spent most of the night in the bathroom with me running in to check on her which, of course, reminded me of my college days.

Thankfully she seems to be on the downhill slide of this illness. Her breathing is back to normal and her cough is breaking up. The cough is what kept her up, and angry, most of the night. And we've all been there before.

My eyes are burning and my muscles just ache. I'm praying to anything that is holy that Ella has a better night tonight.