Oh Christmas Tree, Oh Christmas Tree...

I had to take a little hiatus because I got sick AGAIN.  Two colds in less than a month.  Not fun.  Here’s hoping I’m done being sick for awhile.  I really don’t want to go for the trifecta and make it three in a row.  Unfortunately, it appears baby W caught my cold.  Breaks my heart. L  I hope he gets over it quickly.  A said at least we’re getting the sickness out of the way in time for the holidays.  I hope he’s right!

Our weekend was very low key.  I’m glad we didn’t have any plans since I’m still recovering from the plague.  Because we had a free weekend, we decided to decorate for Christmas!  Don’t worry, we’ll still be excited for Thanksgiving and all that yummy goodness, but I love that our house looks so festive.  I love the glow of the lights on the Christmas tree.  I love the smell of the cinnamon candles and the sight of the pretty garland on the dining room table.  So what if I want to be in a festive mood a little earlier this year?  It brings me joy. 

Baby W likes to look at the tree, but he wasn’t as excited as I thought he’d be.  I wonder what he’ll think of the presents…??

 

Yesterday, we had terrible storms.  It was nearly 70 degrees – unheard of for Chicago in November.  Just a few days ago, temperatures were in the 20s and we had snow.  Even though there were strong winds, downpours, and lots of thunder and lightning, no major damage occurred.  We were lucky.  The central and southern parts of the state weren’t so lucky.  There were several tornados that touched down and towns were destroyed.  People were injured and a few lost their lives.  Very sad.  I’m thankful we had little damage, but feel terrible for those who lost everything. L

On a brighter note, some of our best friends have twins on the way and tomorrow they’re telling me the gender.  I CANNOT wait to find out.  I know both babies are the same gender… I’m dying to know.  At first I thought 2 boys, BUT I am usually wrong so then I thought maybe two girls.  The way Megan is carrying makes me think girls, but the morning sickness makes me think boys.  Long story short… I HAVE NO IDEA.  Eeeeee… so excited to find out.  I can’t wait to meet them!!

 

Also brighter... Baby W has been sleeping through the night!  Yay!!  But I'm sure I just jinxed it.

I promise the tree is not leaning - bad camera angle

 

 

My little kissy face <3

 

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I’m having a rough day week.  Before I go into that, I want to make it clear that I’m not trying to be whiny or complainy (yes, I just made up a word) in regards to Baby W.  I’m just trying to understand.  I promised myself that I would never ever complain about the difficult moments that come along with having and parenting a baby.  I’m so blessed to have W in my life and I’ll gladly take those moments that test my patience.  I’ll take any parenting related tribulation if it means I get to be a mom.

With that said, W has not been sleeping well.  For the past three nights, he’s woken up and will not go back to sleep.  He does this weird thing where he seems to sleep crawl in his crib, which always results in him bumping his head on the side of the crib.  That only makes him more upset and it’s even harder to get him back to sleep.  Or he’ll wake up and immediately stand up in his crib and start to cry.  He will not lay back down once he stands up.  I’m not comfortable with letting him “cry it out”.  I’m at a loss.  For the past 2 nights, I’ve brought him into our bed because it’s the only thing that calms him quickly and he falls back asleep.  I KNOW this is bad and I don’t want him to think he can sleep with mom and dad every night.  Kudos to those who co-sleep, but I am not on board with that.  He has a bed and I have mine.  His naps have been inconsistent, but yesterday he took two naps so I have no idea what happened last night.  Here’s a little glimpse into our night:

7:30 – bottle.  W falls asleep after finishing bottle.  In crib by 7:45.  Wakes up at 9:50ish.  With rocking, falls back asleep.  Return him to crib.  10:15 – awake again.  Repeated attempts at soothing… rocking, walking, etc.  10:30ish – 2 oz of formula with Motrin.  Maybe his teeth are bothering him?  10:45 – falls asleep after bottle.  Return to crib.  Awake again at 10:50 ish.  Bring him to our room.  Falls asleep in our bed.  I attempt to return him to crib around 11.  Awake again.  Give up at 11:15ish and let him sleep in our bed.  I wake up at 3 and return him to his crib.  He wakes for the day at 5:15.  Despite attempts to get him back to sleep, he’s up.

Is this a phase??  What gives?  Add the sleepless nights to the fact that my most favorite pair of <pricey> shoes broke yesterday, work has been a bit hectic, and I’m not feeling well (praying that I’m not coming down with another cold), and I’m an overwhelmed zombie.

A friend sent me a link on sleep regression.  Perhaps this is what we’re dealing with? :\

sleep regression