It has been a week and a half since we have all slept through the night. A week and a half of long mind numbing nights spent jumping up and down like a jack in the box wearily running from bedroom to bedroom to console, to clean up and to administer medication by the glow of a nightlight.
I am back to my mommy fantasy dream of me alone in a hotel room for a weekend with nothing to do but sleep. But! There's hope! Griffin's three day fever of 103 finally broke at 4 a.m. last night. I am trying not to get my hopes up, but tonight could just well be the night we all get some rest. Maybe if I begged?
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