i don't know if this is going to flow. but today has been different. at the chiropractors, landon spit up all over my shirt, needless to say i didn't have another one in my car, so i spend the next hour to an hour and a half smelling the sweet aroma of spit up. yum. then as i pulled through burger king drive thru, i realize, i dont have my debit card. sweet. good thing my husband was behind me and could lend me his. after a few wrong turns, i finally get on the expressway to go home. l
andon has been sassy to say the least. apparently he is teething? drooling all over the place, chewing all over his hands, fussy, fussy, fussy, not taking his naps, which in turn, fussy, fussy, fussy. i attempted a nap while bri took care of him, but all i could do was think about landon and what i could do to help him.
so i get up and feed him, even though it's 'not time for him to eat' then after playing for a short while, he falls asleep. i put him down. oohhh about 15 minutes later he is up and at em! as i'm sucking on my blow pop, i rub my finger on it and put it on his lips. again, totally against 'the rules' but man, did that kid love it! we did it a couple more times and got the same happy reaction. to rush this story along, he got a bath, feed some more, then become fussy again, screaming and crying. i snuggle him and he falls asleep. i let him lay on my chest. as i stare at him, contemplating putting him in his crib, i start to cry. not a sad, ugly cry. but a 'i am exhausted, but i signed up for this cry/i was so frustrated with you 10 minutes ago, but you are a sweet baby/please sleep/i love you'
i did put him in his crib to hopefully sleep, then i go into the kitchen where my husband is cooking dinner and doing laundry. smile. hug. big hug. cry some more. i love him. we are 2in1.
i will finish this blog up with a little story from this marriage book we read. one little story everyday. title-let life's experiences draw you closer together.