Dear Aidan,
I know you have no idea why you cannot breathe, or sleep, or eat. I know you’re not clear why liquid keeps running down your nose and you keep coughing. It’s called a cold, son. The liquid shouldn’t bother you too much since you do that on your own from your mouth which prompts me and your dad to change out at least 5 bibs a day for you. You should be accustom to extra liquid dripping off your face. But I am so, so sorry you cannot sleep at night and that you have no idea why you’re so uncomfortable. All I can do is wake up and hold you every single time you wake up crying at night to tell me something is wrong.
If I could take it away, I would. But you need to get sick once in a while. This will only make you stronger.
Love,
Mom
P.S Try not to cough on your sister so much. I love you.