Since Uncle Woody is home, we have Nyla in our room now, crib and all. We won't even get started on how disastrous that is with us trying to get into bed silently. But since Nyla has been sick the last two days, we've had to have the humidifier in our room too. Holy humidity.
When you walk into our room now, you are transported into the middle of a bedroom jungle where it is 9,000 degrees and sweaty. Gross. It feels like we are sleeping in the middle of a rainforest. And it gets more humid by the minute! Bleh.
There is an upside. Since Nyla also got Mommy sick this time, both of us are breathing better at night. That's a good thing. Paul and I are also sweating to death...but whatever. It's all so our monkeygirl can feel better soon.
I'm not going to hope for a full night's sleep tonight...or the next few nights. Grrrr.....
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