I just came across this cartoon from Marcie Mom. It brings me back to the horrible nights when Tristan’s eczema was extreme. Back before we knew that food was triggering his flair-ups and itch trances. Oh yes, this scene hits very close to home. We would lay in bed with Tristan, gently tickling his legs in an attempt to distract him from the itching. He’d have his sweet little hands tucked away in his ScratchSleeves with Scratch Mittens as it was the only way we could guarantee there would be no blood in his bed the next morning. Some nights we stayed in bed with him the full night (my husband and I taking turns) and sometimes we’d be back and forth between our bed and his – trying to claim just the tiniest bit of sleep between Tristan’s crying out to us for help.
I am thankful we are now free from those sleepless nights.