I haven’t slept in five nights (plus most of the past seven months). I’m pretty much dead.
Teething? Blerg. I need Eli to get some sort of pain tolerance.
For all you folks secretly thinking “if she would just let him cry it out….” I do. Like several times per night. He’ll stay asleep after crying it out for about ten minutes, maybe twenty. My next move is putting his bed on the corner of the house farthest from all bedrooms (our house is tiny so like, 25ft). That way Avery can sleep while he’s crying and I don’t have to be comforting the toddler all night because his brother is so effing loud. Also, that way I can relax more through his crying instead of stressing about all three of us being awake.
However, Eli does consistently go six hours without nursing at night and that’s a pretty big deal considering his history.
And now, I have a bunch of photos to prove how cute he is. I know, weird timing. But hey, I do what I do because I love this guy.
Sure, I wish his grin was less toothless but that little tongue is freaking adorable.
At least he’s got SOME teeth. I hope all the others rush in with reckless abandon. I think I was fairly lucky that Avery got all his teeth in by one and a half but Eli got his first teeth earlier than Avery and I kind of feel ‘done’ already. Amber necklace? That might be in his future.
If I say anything in this post, ignore it. I’m fairly certain my brain is fully absent. I should be posting about the bread, cookies, chicken and barley soup that I made today or something but I just feel like looking at these.
Every day I look at these boys and all their adorable interactions and think that I am blessed to be able to sip my coffee and watch. There’s nothing better than seeing your kids make eachother laugh.
No matter how little sleep I get, I know this is a true privilege.