I’ve been battling a cold for the better part of a week. There’s nothing to be done about it but to wait it out. It has all the classic symptoms- a runny nose, a sore throat, etc. The unfortunate reality is that sore throats make it very difficult for me to sleep. No sooner do I start to drift off, then a sharp stabbing pain forces me awake. I’ve tried a variety of remedies, but the only thing that really works is to pretty much knock myself out- This means Tylenol PM, or Benadryl, or maybe alcohol.

Last night I needed something badly, but my husband was away and I was hesitant to take anything that might make it difficult to respond to the children if they needed something. So I opted to just take a couple of regular Tylenols and call it a night.

Unfortunately, that didn’t do the trick and I spent the better part of the night on the cusp of sleep, but not actually attaining it. In all, I managed 3 non consecutive hours. So when my alarm went off at 5:30 this morning my brain and my body screamed in revolt. I stumbled through something that vaguely mirrored my morning routine and finally got the kids up.

“Please be helpful this morning. Mommy didn’t get much sleep last night and I don’t feel well.” I was able to utter as I handed them their clean clothes.

“Oh, that happens to me sometimes! ” C said as she sat up.  “I’ll tell you what I do.” She leaned in close in preparation of her big reveal, “I lay in my bed. And I close my eyes. And I just lay there… And I fall asleep.” I blinked at her. “Maybe you should try that next time too!!” she concluded proudly.

If it was only that easy, kid!

Friday night ice cream party!