Not a good combination
This morning, Baby C is not a happy baby. He's sleepy, hungry, and congested, which is not a good combination. Any attempts to alleviate some congestion (namely, the giant green bulb aspirator) have been met with screams of terror. Any attempts to alleviate the hunger are futile, as he detaches fairly quickly with a cry of frustration that seems to say, "Mom, I can't breathe!" And all this means sleep is a far, distant dream.
For both of us.
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'Tis the season for colds, I think. Anyway, the only thing I've found that helps him breathe (without using the awful green monster - I think he thinks we're trying to suck his brains out, too) is a combination of Baby Vicks on his chest and grown-up Vicks on mine. He can breathe in my Vicks while he's eating, and the Baby Vicks on his chest alleviates a bit of stuffiness, too.
But you're absolutely right. If someone was trying to suck stuff out of my nose, I'd be pretty unhappy, too.