worst night of my life....nah, not of my life, but for a while....

So Caleb went to sleep at about 10:00....

Woke up at 12:50, crying. Drank 6 oz and went back to sleep.

Woke up at 4:45, crying. Let him stay in crib hoping he would go back to sleep...after 15 minutes in which the crying turned to yelling and shrieking, we picked him up and tried to feed him.....he ate 3 oz, then started screaming again. We think it was his stomach...because after being carried for a little while, he pushed out some doodoo that was a little more solid than usual.

Went to sleep with me on the bed in his room, then woke up again at 6:30...seemed like his stomach was sore. At 7:00 he made a big load of crap...which came up the back of his diaper and out onto the blanket he was on.

Dave didn't sleep well at all because he kept having to change the gauze because his teeth holes were still bleeding...I didn't sleep well at all because of waking up for Caleb and stirring when Dave got up. As of right now, Dave has yet to eat since lunch yesterday...luckily he is not like me when it comes to food and still peaceful and contentedly playing baseball. Were it me, I would be hella grouchy and having a tantrum. The worst it got was last night at about 1:30 when he couldn't stay up any longer but didn't know what to do because the teeth holes were still bleeding a lot. Plus he was getting a headache...luckily there hasn't been much pain or swelling of his mouth, though.

It's going to be a rough few days...I'm going to need intravenous Diet Coke pumped into my system and tons of prayer for patience and perseverance...