It could always be worse. At least that’s what I tell myself.

It could always be worse. At least that’s what I tell myself.

Last night was Hell on Earth but it could have been worse. A couple hours after putting Emmett and Elliott to bed for the night, Emmett woke up with can only be described as restless legs. He was beside himself because his legs were driving him crazy.

If you’ve ever dealt with restless legs before, it’s horrible.

My Mom deals with restless leg syndrome, as does Lizze. On occasion, I’ve experienced it myself and I swear to God that when you’re dealing with this are 2 AM, cutting your legs off seems like a viable option.

Emmett’s never had this happen before and we tried all the tricks we know about to help him, but nothing worked. We tried massage, weighted blankets, warm water, walking around, tensing/relaxing his leg muscles, eating a banana and even the tens unit. Nothing helped and Emmett never went back to sleep.

Elliott woke up soon after that and was unable to go back to sleep as well. I don’t know what his deal was but it was probably anxiety related because it usually is.

Lizze ended up staying up with the boys all night and let me sleep. With both of them awake, we weren’t about to go to sleep and give them free reign of the house.

Anyway, as you can imagine, it was a rough morning and both boys were in rare form. They did go to school and that’s a pretty big accomplishment in and of itself.

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