1 Mother 2 Another

As I was posting yesterday (which was
actually late Tuesday night) I realized as I re-read my blog that
it could have been worse – the girls could have been sick
instead of just up a lot. I toyed briefly with deleting the post,
just so I wouldn’t upset the capricious gods of Malicious
Sleep-Deprivation.


Cue up Tuesday night’s marathon.


Maddie slept straight through the night – no worries –
but Cora more than made up for it. She was up EVERY HALF HOUR,
fretting and tossing and whimpering. When I went in (alternating
with Brian) she’d complain that her throat hurt.
“Huh,” I thought. “I’d think it’s
strep except she’s not throwing up.”


And then 5 a.m. came.


Yes, Cora began throwing up. Yes, I took her to the doctor. Yes,
she has strep.


I’ve actually come to relish the strep diagnosis –
it’s an easy, clearly definable fix, and I know that within
twelve or so hours my child will feel significantly better. I
simply have to survive the first few hours of begging for popsicles
and water, and having them thrown up repeatedly.


Now, though, she’s on antibiotics, so this next night must be
better.


Right?