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76. Stitches
Naomi D.During the day I'm doing things with the boys, so I decided to write at night. But my youngest had different idea and he keeps waking up every hour. This has been like that for the last few days. Every hour he wakes up screaming and in pain, but he's half asleep so i can't ask him where or what to do. he says it's his legs. sometimes his throat. I think it's growing pains, but I am so damn tired. I even let him sleep in our bed, just so i didn't have to get out every few hours, but he still woke up several times. I've given him painkillers, rubbed his legs, giving him honey... I hope this passes soon, for him and me! And yes, his dad helps, but he's a mommy's boy and only wants me.
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