I am exhausted. Between Mariella not sleeping well because of her cough, and me not sleeping well because of MY cough…a full nights sleep hasn’t happened in a week. It catches up to you.
The other night, Mariella’s cough penetrated my dream. In my dream, her cough was the alarm. In fact, when I was hitting snooze in my dream, I physically turned over and dialed the volume down on the monitor, so I couldn’t hear the cough anymore. I either realized what I had done, or I turned the alarm clock back on in my dream, because I turned the volume back up on the monitor. The fact that the sound of the coughing was still there is what fully woke me up and made me realize I needed to go neb Mariella.
It would be funny, if I wasn’t so mad at myself for not taking care of Mariella the way she needed to be. She made it through the night, no worse for the wear…and it’s all good, but I still feel kind of bad.
Perfect Imperfection 
That happens to me too – that stuff from real life makes it into my dreams. Feel better Mariella!