Last night was like baby-babyhood all over again. I swear we never get one full two hour stretch of sleep in at all. We think Caleb is teething and he just was so uncomfortable last night and not able to soothe himself. We had to revert back to the carry him, put him to sleep, put him down, he wakes up in a few minutes and is unable to go back sleep on his own, pick him up again routine... I'm sure hoping that tooth (or teeth) pop up soon and put him out of his misery. He isn't even eating good...yesterday he had about 24 ounces...barely ate at all throughout the day. Last night he ate at 11:00 (4 ounces), 12:50 (2 ounces), 4:30 (4 ounces). I think in between the 12:50 and 4:30 we tried to feed him and he didn't want to eat...I'm not sure if that actually happened or not cuz it's kind of all a blur.

Waking up this morning was killer...and usually the tiredness hits me the day after so I'm thinking tomorrow is going to be painful. I just gotta remember that as painful as it is for us, it's way more painful for Caleb...so even if he's freaking out and my lovies aren't helping and he won't let us get any sleep, we must be patient and kind. Good thing it's not Dave teething cuz I'd just slap his head.