The first cold of the season has hit and we're dying of cold-ness.

The poor baby Animalia has a cold as does her poor mama. It started a little bit gross night before last, just trouble getting her to bed, her having trouble breathing. She woke up several times in the night and I had a sore throat so I knew, just knew. By the time we both woke up the next morning it was obvious. We have a cold.

The Animalia is experiencing runny nose and tiredness and crankiness and not breathing very easily-ness. The nose flows constantly, just flows like the River Ganges. Just flows and flows. And she cries when I wipe her nose because despite the many Vaseline barriers she's been smeared with her little nose is getting raw. Suctioning only helps briefly and then the nose starts flowing again.

Putting her to bed last night was awful. She sounded like she was drowning and I said so to her Daht. Swallow, swallow, swallow, deep breath, swallow, swallow, sniff, deep breath. Babies with colds are so helpless. And yucky.