Day 70

I am becoming obsessed with mosquitoes. Lately Lane and Benjamin have started sleeping without mosquito netting, and before bed we turn on the overhead fans and start searching the walls, ceilings and floors for mosquitoes in waiting. Okay, I search the walls, ceilings and floors, but it seems to be paying off – neither of the kids has woken up in the middle of the night itching in a while. For some reason our bed – the bed that still uses mosquito netting – is becoming inundated with nighttime mosquitoes. I think this is due to two factors – the existing holes in the netting are wearing, allowing more space for bugs, and more bugs can get in upstairs, where there are no doors or windows to close to prevent the bugs from getting in. So one or two mosquitoes always make it into our covered bed, despite my going over every inch of netting before laying down each night. And one or both of these mosquitoes makes its way to my ear in the middle of the night, usually after biting my ear / fingers / forehead, to sing a victory buzz. This not only wakes me, but sets me into a frenzy, renewing my search of every inch of netting to find the ones that hid from me the first time.