Sleep-over

I'm actually getting a little teary-eyed just thinking about it.

Not because I'm worried about YOU.

But, I'm worried about me.

Relatively speaking, I think you're a pretty 'easy' baby.

But, even easy babies are pretty hard. And, with your cold the last few weeks, I haven't been able to sleep for even 3 hours in a row.

So, your Grandma Hardcastle offered to take you for a night.

A whole night.

A whole night of peace and quiet.

A whole night of sleep.

And I whole night without you.

I think you'll do fine. The three people (Grandma, Grandpa, and Aunt Jodi) that will be there to take care of you are definitely among the ones that have the patience, love, and ability to care for you (and any baby)... but it's still causing me a bit of anxiety.

I can't tell if these tears are from exhaustion or the thought of you not being right next to me. Probably both.

I may feel a little differently in a few hours when you want to be fed again. (And then again a couple hours after that).

But for now, I'm already missing you.

If only for a little bit.

A little bit sick!

You've been a little miserable for the last two weeks. Stuffy nose, cough, a mild fever, and NO sleep!

We sat at the doctor's office for 90 minutes on Saturday -just to make sure it wasn't serious, but I think you're turning around.

You're starting to get the hang of your rice cereal -adding pear juice has helped.

You're laughing a bit more and growing out of all of your clothes! Some things you barely even wear once -although you're still right at the 50th Percentile (16 pounds 1 oz at the doctor visit).

Mmmm... Rice

Well, today was the day. Your first solid foods.
I'm not sure you really liked the taste or anything, but you had it figured out almost immediately. You ate the whole thing and probably would have had more, but I wasn't sure how much your tummy could handle.