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So it's 8:30am - kids are still asleep, thank god - I'm in the kitchen blowing my nose & coughing while I drink some orange juice. I hear something that sounds like Moira starting to cry/freak out, so I hightail it back to the bedroom only to look in and see her still totally asleep. I check Christian - nope, he's out too. So is Stravinsky. Okay, maybe one of the kids was whimpering in their sleep... I sit down on the bed to start sorting laundry and I sort-of yawn in the process -

the noise was me. My bronchial tubes made sort of a screaming high pitched sound when I breathed in.

TIRED OF BEING SICK! Going back to bed.