We love Ronin very much.
But he has been waking up the past few nights, fussing and crying, wanting to be bounced and held back to sleep. And just when you think he's asleep and you ease into bed, he squirms and wakes up and makes pitiful noises and it's back to the ball you go with him.
Something has got to give.
I think he's teething. He seems to be in pain. We gave him some baby Tylenol last night. He still awoke whimpering and crying over and over.
O where is the other set of parents who can come in and take over for us for a day or two? We need to get some sleep and hang out with each other, just the two of us, for awhile. I have started lining up babysitters to come play with him during the day for an hour or two but who in the world wants to come help us with 3 am duty? No one! This is our own personal hell!
Thank God he's cute. Right now, he's playing on his quilt and giving me huge smiles (why the pain only at night?) and it's hard to remember how much I wanted to chuck him a few hours ago...
Oh, and he's also starting to smell really nice. There's a very sweet baby scent that's begun wafting off of him. It's a protective measure, I know it. A fragrant aura that keeps you kissing him even though you're out of your mind with fatigue.
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