Late night thoughts

It's 5:30am. I'm laying in bed awake with Olivia in between Michael and me. Walter is crying in his room. I feel like this has been the story of my life for the last 3 weeks.

Walter has a 102 fever all day today and it makes me so sad to see him sick. I'm 80% sure it's teeth but I could be 100% wrong. I always thought it was teeth with Olivia when she was sick and when she was perfectly fine one would pop up.

I have been rocking and nursing Walt since 2am and when I couldn't sit up any longer I figured letting him cry it out was the best option for both of us. 

I can't sleep when he cries. 

I don't know who I'm writing this for. I guess myself because I'm told I'll miss these sleepless nights. To be honest, I really don't think I will right now. I'm beyond exausted and I'm a walking time bomb. Anything any one in my sweet family does can set me off. I hate that.