We haven't slept much around here lately.
I have been racking my brain for the reason why, and coming up with different reasons:
-Baby Drew can see me from his crib, and he wants to be cuddled, so he will cry till I let him sleep with me;
-his sensitivity to dairy is acting up since I am so tired I am not realizing I am eating a grilled cheese sandwich;
-he is reacting to the formula he gets when I am at work, and since I only work one day a week, he must react all week long (yeah, it sounds ridiculous to me, too!)
So yesterday two things happened to get us all some more sleep.
1. Drew cut his first tooth. Now why wasn't that on my list of possibilities why he has been upset all night? Why did it never dawn on me that my seven-month-old who has been teething for months might actually be getting a tooth?!? And from the looks of it, his second tooth is coming very, very soon.
2. Baby Drew got put into his very own room. And when I say, "in his very own room," I actually mean, "all his stuff shoved in a corner of our room and an old duvet cover hung between us to act like a wall because we only have a three bedroom house for six people." But we do what we can with what we have to work with. And the playpen didn't fit in the bathroom.
Last night was our test. We loaded him up with Tylenol and Baby Orajel, and he did OK. I was up with him six or seven times last night, which is, sadly, much improved over the recent weeks. I think as he gets used to having his "very own room" and his teething pains subside (until the next set come in) we might be able to get some sleep around here.
I just noticed that the twins are missing. I'll be right back.
OK, I just found them in my bedroom cleaning their trains with their sister's toothbrush. Since she cleaned the sink with my toothbrush earlier this week, I'm not feeling too upset.
I'm having a garage sale on Friday, and I am no where near ready. I have a lot of work to do, so I'd best stop blogging and get to it. Have a wonderful day!