It’s 10:15 pm and I am exhausted. I want so desperately to be asleep. As I type I am dreaming about my nice, soft, comfy bed and my wonderful weighted blanket. But I’m not in my bed right now, and there’s a reason why.

The past few days Baby E has had a cold. With most kids, a cold isn’t much of a problem, but it doesn’t take long for a cold to settle into Baby E’s chest, and it can turn ugly pretty quickly. So the last few nights when I have heard him coughing, I have given him his inhaler just in case. This evening he sounded much better, but I gave him a pump to help him get to sleep, and we laid him down. When he finished the treatment he turned to me and said, “It’s spicy!” This is the first time he said that, so that makes me believe that before he was too congested to be able to smell or taste the albuterol. But not tonight, not only could he taste it, it went straight to his brain and heart. This child is WIDE awake. He’s running around like an Olympic sprinter, talking a mile a minute and laughing at everything. At the moment he is ‘helping’ Tim load and unload the van, and I can hear them through the window. I’m hoping he crashes soon and we get a little sleep!

In other news, it was back to school night for the big kids and we got to see their classrooms and talk with their teachers. They are both doing very well, and enjoying school immensely. I’m going to draw this to a close, as I hear Baby E talking Tim’s ear off downstairs. It’s going to be a long night, wish us luck! 🙂