The Bulb Syringe Was a Nightmare, Until..." | A Mom's Honest Story
"The Bulb Syringe Was a Nightmare, Until..." I was sitting on the nursery floor at two in the morning. The only light came from the street lamp outside, casting a shadow over the crib. The silence was broken every few seconds by that terrible sound. Sniffle. Cough. Cry. My 3-year-old, Leo, was trying to breathe, but he sounded like a little pug. My husband walked in, rubbing his eyes. "Is he still awake?" he whispered. I didn't answer. I couldn't. The exhaustion was stuck somewhere between the pressure in my...
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