There are many words which do not cross one's path before having children. "Bumbo", "Oxytocin", "Swiper" and "KMart" to name but a few. One which we didn't wish to learn so soon was "Bronchiolitis" or bronchitis for kids. Poor ickle Juliet succombed to this over Christmas - we all had a nasty cough, as previously reported - but wee J couldn't shift it and had to be prescribed antibiotics and a steroid to help her out.
Fortunately she's all better now and as she hit the three month mark yesterday, we decided to get tough. Alice has frankly been a pain in the a$%e the past few nights and has been waking at least twice and staying awake for 20-30 minutes at a time, making a right old racket, so on top of Juliet's 4.40am revee, this was all too much. They both had to be fixed.
It's been terribly hot at night (with temps hovering around 22 degrees at minimum) so Alice is now sleeping with just a duvet cover and new, cool nighties were purchased. (That was a big effort - no one seems to sell them any more - she has some very attractive, sleeveless Dora numbers now). Threats were made, the television was withheld for a day and we had a silent night last night from that bedroom.
As for Juliet - she was shh'd back to sleep 3 times and made it to 6.30am, which was brilliant. Perhaps she'll manage that alone soon. Fingers crossed for them both...
Our 13th Wedding Anniversary
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