It's Friday night and Kyle and I are catching up on a few TV shows we recorded during the week. Abby has had a little bit of a cold today - really just a runny nose, but a noticeable one.
So, we gave her a hot bath and put her to bed.
Just a few minutes ago, I heard her crying. The monitor is in another room tonight, so she was crying loud enough for me to hear her downstairs - with the TV on. So, I told Kyle that considering she probably doesn't feel well, I wanted to go check on her and give her some medicine.
I went up stairs and found Abs standing in the crib, arms outstretched ready to be rescued. I picked her up and rocked her for a second until she calmed down. I asked her, "Abby, what's wrong?" She sat up and looked at me - her eyes barely even open - and said "...mumblemumble....the paper. Oh no, the paper." I asked, "the paper?" She repeated "paper! Oh no, the paper!" The whole while she's shaking her head side to side - eyes mostly closed, "paper, paper, paper..."
I rocked her for a bit longer, got her to take some medicine and water, and rocked her a little more. Soon she was asleep on my shoulder. I stood up and she woke up just a bit - with her eyes closed she pursed her lips for a kiss and fell into my face with hers. She whispered "nigh-nigh mama" I put her back in the crib and she sat there - eyes still mostly closed, obviously mostly asleep. I rubbed vicks on her, gave her her blanket and glowie. She just sat there. So, I gently nudged her and she slowly toppled over, yawned, hugged glowie and sighed.
It was sweet. I doubt she remembers anything in the morning, I'm not entirely sure she really woke up the whole time I was in there. But, hopefully she doesn't have any more bad dreams tonight - about paper or otherwise.
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