about being a mama is when you have one of those days where you try everything and nothing works. My oldest son is sick. My husband took him to the doctor's office, we got him the medicine, and have been diligent about doing everything right. Here's where the hard part comes in...my son doesn't want to take the medicine that will help him. It results in a struggle the we don't win, and the medicine ends up on us instead of in him.
I have found that rationalizing with a two year old doesn't get you very far. All he knows is he does not want that icky stuff that mama and dada INSIST on shoving down his throat.
So...what does this all amount to? A baby that doesn't sleep well at night because he hasn't taken his medication, a mama that doesn't sleep because she is giving multiple breathing treatments and can't sleep because he coughs continuously, and a dada that is trying to keep everything from falling completely apart!
I pray tomorrow ends up with bubble gum flavored medication...for both of us!
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