Shortly before bed, Emmett began not feeling well. His tummy was upset, and he felt like he was going to puke. At the same time Elliott, who had been feeling the same for the second half of the day, was slowly beginning to feel better. 

Emmett’s currently sleeping right now, but I fully expect him to struggle throughout the night. 

I’m not taking a negative approach to this, despite how my above statement sounds. I simply prefer to deal with reality, and the reality is that when Emmett doesn’t feel well, he wants to be glued to me at night. 

I have learned to plan for the worst-case scenario while hoping for the best. It’s served us well over the years and limits life’s ability to catch us off guard. ☺