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Their Bad Mother

We had planned to make the big move – the move to the Big Boy Bed – last week, in the hopes that with the dawning of a new era of expansive bedspace for Jasper there would also dawn a new era of sleep for us.

Alas, it was not to be. Jasper got sick, and then Emilia got sick, and then I got sick, and then Jasper got sick again, sick enough to need a breathing mask and puffers and all variety of medical whatnots designed to terrify anxious mothers. And so we let them stay in bed with us, our sick babies, and we cuddled them and fretted and cuddled some more and allowed that sleep could wait until the worry had passed. Until the worry does pass.

So. Maybe this week. Maybe this week we’ll sleep.

Or not. If we can keep it up until Friday we’ll have a pretty convincing zombie act down for Halloween.

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