24 hour shift and no over time

As I mentioned in my previous post, my children have been giving the gift that keeps on giving...

 All but one child has come down with something. I hope it stays that way and these little germs find a corner to die in.

My youngest child came down with a fever of 103 yesterday a few hours before bed. I knew something was wrong with my little guy when he didn't want to eat his dinner. Anyone who knows my kids, know they love food. They will devour a plate of food in a matter of seconds and still want more. They take the phrase "Eat you out of house and home" to another level. No exaggeration.

Back to my little guy that's not so little Lol! While everyone else was in slumber land, he was having a hard time getting on the slumber train. He slept for about 2 hours and that was it. And it wasn't 2 hours straight. He was on and off. Fussiness, giggles and babbling all night long. Oh how I longed to go to sleep! It reminded me of the infant days. No regular 8 hours for me. And oh how I dreaded what the next day would be like with a sleep deprived toddler! Please oh please just go to sleep and stay that way til day break, I thought to myself.

NO such luck Lol! But on the upside, by the time the sun was up he was sleeping like a baby. Snoring and all. Boy, this little guy pulled an all nighter. I didn't think he would last so long. No nap for him, nor is one needed on this day. Running around being his same old silly self after sleeping most of the morning added with a little play time with dear old dad should equal to a good nights rest for him and myself.

Unfortunately, I could not get a wink of shut eye while he was sleeping. My other children decided it was a perfect day to argue, fight, whine, cry, fight, argue, whine, throw things, have tantrums and argue some more. Needless to say, this seasoned momma is pooped from her 24 hour shift. And yes, I am still going with no over time pay Lol!

After all these years you would think I would be used to this, but I am not. I've come to realize that at this point, my brain and body go on auto pilot while somewhere in my body I hide in a corner.

How do you deal with running on fumes?