Elijah and I woke up about 7:00 this morning. He never did go back to sleep after he ate. I thought he'd go to sleep after after the next feeding. Nope. Still didn't. Well... okay, I take that back. He would fall asleep. I would put him down, and within 20 minutes he'd be awake. I tried everything. Patting him, giving him his binky back, etc. Everything. He'd end up crying his little eyes out. I'm not sure if he wasn't feeling well or what the deal was. I felt bad - bad for me, bad for him.
I did have a relatively productive day in spite of it. I was able to get ALL the laundry washed, dried, folded and put away. I had also wanted to get the floors all swept and mopped as well as the bathrooms cleaned. I didn't get that done, but I was able to get a bunch of other things done. I won't complain. My main concern was my little fussy man.
He gave me quite a scare too. I was holding/rocking him and his pacifier fell out. There was dried blood around his mouth and on his pacifier. Talk about my heart stopping! He has tiny little blisters on his bottom lip from nursing. The only thing I could figure out is that one of those blisters started bleeding. There didn't seem to be any blood on the inside of his mouth, and I couldn't see any fresh blood - it was just dried blood. He's not had any more since then.
I'm excited to see so many coming over and trying out blogger. I don't know how the others are liking it, but I'm pretty sure I'm finished with 360. This is SO much easier. Don't get me wrong... I still check 360 and read, but I've given up on trying to comment. To much frustration to mess with it.
Well... I'm headed to the tub and then to bed. I've got another long day tomorrow - but for completely different reasons. I have a car appointment (tires rotated, balanced, etc) and a chiropractor appointment.