What did I do in my past life to deserve this?
Here we go again….
Sleep is for the Weak
I wish I could say that the past few days have really improved… but unfortunately I would be lying. I can safely say that I now understand why sleep deprivation is used as a tool of torture in the military.
Milo has not slept for the past 3 nights, therefore neither have I. I know it will get better, but the past 3 nights have felt like 7 nights… up at least 6 times a night, sometimes every 1/2 hour. Naps have also only lasted about 30 minutes apiece. I know he’s exhausted, but I don’t know how to help him! Poor little guy had a fever for most of the day yesterday, and it didn’t break until early this morning. And although Milo will finally let me put him down for a few minutes without screaming, he is still very fussy. On top of all of this, it is raining… still. It is supposed to rain all day. Well, I guess the good news is that we will be miserable in miserable weather and then it will be over!
Sorry to be such a downer, but things around here are pretty rotten for now. Looks like a day in pajamas for this mama.
Happy Mother’s Day. It would take two of my heads to even match your single head. And, then I would still need an additional head to replace my own original head.
Tha Bum looks a bit ill in this photo. And not “ill” like the cool kids use it. Just plain gross.
Sleep, PLEASE!
No new pictures to post, just a frustrated post from a sleepless mom. It is 4:20am and I am listening to Milo scream. I am trying to cut out his last nighttime feeding and we have been at it since 3:40 with no end in sight. He is 8 months old and over 21 lbs, and logically I know he will not starve to death… but my heart is breaking thinking he is hungry right now and I am not feeding him. He is eating baby food during the day and still nursing about 4 times during the day (still trying the bottle and sippy cup with no luck) so shouldn’t he be fine?
Please, kill me now!
Backed Into a Corner
No, we have not decided to start disciplining our 8-month old by placing him in the corner (and in true character, he is in Uncle Ryan and Aunt Kristin’s corner, not ours). He put himself there! That’s right, the bum is no longer a true “bum,” just lying around drinking milkie and waiting for everyone to bring him what he needs. He is officially….
MOBILE!
I knew this blissful, easy time would come to an end soon enough. Milo no longer stays where we put him. He can army crawl backward (not forward) around the entire room. He gets up on all fours and rocks back and forth. He goes from sitting to the crawl position. He will no longer stay on his back when we change his diaper. And he is so much happier because of all this! Milo is all smiles all day, and is content to explore his surroundings for hours. Which is why I decided to scrub the floor on my hands and knees all day today. I caught Milo “tasting” our dirty floor and actually cringed. Other tasting, which makes us very happy, includes babyfood! Milo is eating from a spoon now! Favorites are pears and sweet potatoes. Maybe he will be weaned by 12 months after all!
Now for the new cousin pictures. Yesterday we were invited to DC for dinner at Ryan and Kristin’s house to meet Baby Casey and spend some QT before they are off to Texas for good. Although we do have Ryan’s graduation from med school and all of those festivities coming up in two weeks, the chaos that will surround that event will probably keep us from being able to enjoy such activities as ….
Licking Baby Casey’s head,
Examining his tonsils,
And hanging out with two topless chicks.
Cool picture for when Milo is a teenager, if only they weren’t his cousins.
