Gladdy, The Nursemaid
Courtland has acquired a hideous cough that has kept us up three night’s running. She unfortunately seems prone to extreme respiratory illness (last January through February were the pits. Remember Nebulizer Nation?) We’ve got humidifiers running constantly – it’s like a full on tropical rainforest in our bedroom – and inhalers are at the ready. She has to sleep with one of us because she is awake for so much of the night and reduced to vomit by the extremity of the cough. James and I are trying to tag in and tag out and keep each other functioning and spirits high despite the onslaught of sleep deprivation. I feel so sad for her. It’s an awful thing to witness, so I can only imagine how it feels.
Here’s hoping that she’ll be on the mend by Christmas. And in the meantime, sweet Gladdy is playing a remarkable role as nursemaid.
