T minus 5 hours

and counting until Erich gets home. This has been one of the most challenging weeks for me as a mother. I think I could probably handle the two kids on my own okay but throw in two sick kids and I'm screwed. I don't think I've slept for more than one hour straight or a total of 4 hours for the last 3 nights. The sleep deprivation has had me impatient and short with Darby especially. Darby has always been a very needy child and we've just gotten her into doing things more independently, but she just wants to snuggle and be held when she's sick. Hard to do with a 3 month old who's also sick and definately more needy. The hardest part for me this week has been feeling like I've failed in some ways as a mom. I have lost my temper with Darby several times and mostly at night when she needs me the most and poor Trevor, I just can't seem to make him happy and he won't sleep anywhere but on my chest because he can't breath laying down and must need the "mom" comfort. When does having sick kids become them just sleeping all day and night, reading books, eating chicken noodle soup, drinking water and taking medicine without a fight? Anyways, the kids seem to have turned a corner so hopefully we will have a better night tonight . . .of course, right when Erich comes home. Heaven forbid they keep him up at night. I guess having sick kids just makes you appreciate the not sick times even more . . .I'm going to appreciate the hell outta those times now :)