I gave the child Benadryl tonight. Her allergies are out-of-control. Sadly, she inherited this from her mother. The temperature outside has been up and down lately, so my daughter is a sneezing and coughing mess.
Last night, she wanted to sleep with me because she wasn’t feeling well.
IT. WAS. HORRIBLE.
She was kicking the covers off us all night long. She hates covers. She obviously cannot be trusted. WHO DOES NOT LIKE TO BE COZY?!?
She coughed straight thru from 8 p.m. to 5 a.m., and then was up at 7.15 a.m.
It’s been two hours almost since she went to bed, and she hasn’t coughed once.
I last gave her Benadryl when she was 4 y.o. I was trying to dress her and asked if she would “hold still.” She said, “I can’t. My feet need to dance.”
I felt like that wretched stepmother in The Sixth Sense who killed Mischa Barton.