Monday

Usually I look forward to Mondays with a strange sense of completion and routine. After a weekend that is busy more often than not, I long for a quiet day of laundry, sesame street and perhaps an errand or two. I'm free to visit friends, sew during nap time, go browsing at Goodwill, etc. I may vacuum, do dishes or clean.... which I don't like but makes the house feel much more pleasant.

The morning, Monday took a turn for the worse. A little something called a "coughing kid" paired with "mommy sleeping in the munchkins room" added up and delivered a "get up with a horrible coughing fit at 5am" and "decide it was time to get up".
Scott and I debated whether to have coffee or not as the munchkin happily ate yogurt. Would we get a nap? (Are you thinking what I'm thinking? ) "Not a chance". Scott poured the brown goo while I shut off the crock pot and turned on my Scentsy burner with the coffee scent. I like making chicken stock from carcasses in the Crock pot. Easy-peasy. The smell of the house at 5am after making chicken in the Crock pot? Not so much.

Currently, small sick child is back in her crib, hopefully taking a "nap". I'm trying to sort out what I can do on reduced brain power and smelling coffee and drinking coffee.

By the way, any handy solutions for helping a 18 month old with a cough? We've offered warm lemon and honey drink (which she didn't want, drank most of, and didn't want again), and given a spoonful of honey straight...... but what else can you do? I'm really asking. All three of us want her to sleep!!!

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rae ann said…
okay, these are gross suggestions, but they really do help at our house!

vicks on the chest, those sudafed vaporizing plug-ins, humidifier (i'm sure you've already done that) and then raise the head end of her mattress by a 4-6 inches.

i also offer tea throughout the day and always with loads of honey.

hany in there! man, this can be so rough....
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