Last night I told Noah he couldn’t nurse anymore because my breasts had been amputated. He wasn’t buying it.
Needless to say we had another really rough night. I didn’t sleep at all until 3:30 am. It all started at 10 pm when Noah kept waking up because he was too congested. So I had Mark set up the blue sofa in the office with blankets and pillows and then I tried to sleep on it while holding the boy in a more upright position. That worked for him for awhile, though I couldn’t really sleep. At midnight he just completely woke up, and stayed up until 3:30 am, despite many attempts in between to return him to sleep. The nice thing was that last night he was pretty playful and jovial when awake, as opposed to the crying the night before. We read books and built towers of blocks. He was running a bit of a fever and producing tons of goo but didn’t let it stop him. What a little trooper.
And now he’s sticking stickers to the walls. Patrice told me that Bella stuck stickers to paper at daycare, so we tried it here. I bought some of those garage sale stickers, you know the round brightly colored ones to use for pricing. Noah loves to peel them off the sheets and stick them. But not just too paper. To toys, to walls, to himself. I’m sure it’s not a good precedent to set, though I have a hard time reprimanding him about it since they come off so damn easy.
Well, best go start our day. Our sleepy, snotty, fun-filled day. Oh, and Happy Vday y’all. Have I told you lately that I love you?