First cold of the season

Charlotte has been sick far more often than Lily ever did. I didn't even know where the Children's Hospital was till we had Charlotte (and still Lily has never been, touch wood). It started with the chicken pox when Charlotte was 5 months old and since then there has been such delights as bronchiolitis, pneumonia (I think that's what they said she had - she had a week of daily home visits from a physio and a baby inhaler), gastro, ear infections, conjunctivitis, colds, coughs, excema...the list seems to go on.

We had a break from illness during the summer. But it was replaced with falls and scrapes...eggs on forehead, gashed knees and legs, bruises, that sort of thing. But at 3.45am this morning it all changed. Charlotte woke up snuffly and with a runny nose and couldn't sleep. I went into her as Michael is on morning shift this week (5am wake up for 6am start) and had no luck getting her back to sleep. At 5am I brought her into bed with me (once Michael left) and she was restless but slept.

All day she has been sneezing and had a runny nose. And she barely slept 45 minutes of naptime (usual time 2 hours). She went to bed alright tonight, but sometime while I was out on my walk (between 8 and 9pm) she woke and Michael had to pick her up. He's had one attempt to put her back to bed (unsuccessful) so she is out there with him now while he watches the James Bond movie he wanted to see tonight.

Great. I should go and pull out the physiologic (saline solution nose wash) and the snot sucker (extractor). I hope we all get to sleep tonight.