No, don’t worry. You didn’t misread your calendar. Even though we still have several months until Goundhog Day, I feel like I am perpetually stuck in one. The boys have either been sick, crying, throwing tantrums, not sleeping, crying, screaming, or some combination of all of those for the past week. This morning, Jake woke up mid-tantrum (how is that even possible?) and we couldn’t get him calmed down for almost 20 minutes. This was at 6am, people. I just crawled back in bed to hide and Seth asked if I was quitting before I even started.
Wouldn’t that be nice.
In all seriousness, I love my little boys. They wear me out beyond belief sometimes but I wouldn’t trade them for anything. And it bugs me to no end when people say things like, “You know, they ARE good kids.”
I’ve never once said they were bad children. Do they have bad days like anyone else? Yes. Do they sometimes drive me crazy just like anyone else? Of course. But are they bad? Heck no. God has blessed our famly so much and I am lucky to be their mom. Even at 1am, 3:30am, 4am, and 6am and all other times of the night when I get woken up!
Soapbox over…moving on.
Jake loves going to the grocery store with me. In fact, when we drive by Kroger he says, “Mommy’s store? Cookie?”
The source of some of the screaming this past week was poor little Drew. We ran out of his reflux medicine and because of a manufacturer’s shortage, lots of the pharmacies have been out too. He wasn’t sleeping well and if I could get him to nap in the swing, he would arch his back like this and cry. Oh, break my heart! Luckily, we have 2 more months of the medicine now and Drew is much happier!
Which allows him time to…
… practice his sitting skills! He is still so wobbly but is doing pretty good at balancing for a few seconds. Jake was sitting up on his own before 5 months so maybe this little guy will too! Although he’s hardly old enough…my teeny tiny little boy…