For the past several weeks, Lemon has been waking up like clockwork every morning at 4:15 a.m. Once he's awake, he comes to find me. Since I'm still sleeping on a bed in Lime's room (because Lime is still nursing every 2-3 hours), once he finds me, he finds and wakes his brother. And, we're all up and ready to start the day by 4:30 at the very latest. Morning treatment is done by 5, and we've had breakfast and are downstairs doing Play Doh by 5:30 or 5:45. I will now compose a short list of the people in our family for whom this schedule is working well: .
Just to top things off, Lemon is a little sick at the moment. Nothing that would send an ordinary parent into a tizzy, a runny nose and a bit of a cough. We've just been down this road too many times already. We're doing the vest 3 times a day and doubling up on Flonase and nasal saline to see if we can kick it. If we haven't kicked it by Friday, I suppose we'll start our new treatment plan, two weeks of oral Cipro. I'm a little discouraged that we're starting another round of this, but at the same time glad that we made it through the entire month of January without incident. That counts for something, I suppose, and it's only 8 weeks until April.
Also, I made a really great cinnamon swirl brioche. Because even when things are a little bit insane, you have to live.