Exhaustion setting in

Poor baby Isaac is teething. Every couple of nights, he wakes up and fusses. He can't sleep unless I'm holding him. He rolls to his stomach and then isn't comfortable so he wakes up and cries. Last night, at about midnight, Isaac woke up and fussed. He was on his stomach but still sort of asleep, so I rolled him to his back, gave him the binky and left his room. About 5-10 minutes later, he had rolled to his tummy again and was fussing. So I went in, held him for a couple minutes and tried again. It seemed like I had just fallen asleep when he woke up again. Poor guy just couldn't stay asleep. This went on until about 1:30 in the morning. I finally put some baby oragel on his gums and he slept for 4 hours. He got up at about 4:30 for a bottle and went right back to sleep. This morning, he looked like this:

So big

Isaac and I were with Grandma Kupfer at Applebees tonight. Daddy met us there and ate dinner with us. Isaac got a little cranky so I stood up and held him and he was okay. Sometimes he will fall asleep if I hold him in this position so that is what I was trying to do here. I looked at this picture tonight and was amazed at how old he looks. He's not even 5 months yet. He's just so big!

Isaac's most recent Big Moment

Some of you probably already know this but today, Isaac rolled over to his belly. He was in his bed and he had been rolling to his side to sleep. Well, I put him in there today and he was a little fussy. I think he was trying to roll to his side but he went all the way over and got stuck. He was up against the side of the crib. I rolled him over and turned on the mobile. He fell asleep. Then he did it again! This time he just rolled over and was fussing while he looked around!

Friday used to be so good

I am sitting here working on my plans for next week and it occurs to me that a year ago at this time, I would have been dancing the night away at Sundance Saloon. It makes me a little sad that right this second, I would give anything to be done with my planning and other random work so that I could just go to bed. I suppose it is all part of growing up.

Yes, yes, I know. I have a child. I still don't feel like I thought I would at this stage of my life. I feel young. Tired, but young. It is a little surreal that I have a child and that it feels totally natural to meet all of his needs before mine or anyone else's. I normally would have stayed after school until 5 or 6pm to finish my plans for the next week. I would never have left school on a Friday with absolutely nothing planned for the next week. I was technically supposed to turn in my plans today and didn't. I will turn them in on Monday and no one will really care, but it is just another indication of how much my life has changed.

I was talking to Jenny Glinka today. We were discussing how long it took for Peter and I to figure out how to tell when Isaac was tired. I am looking forward to the day when Isaac does not have a cold, because today when I picked him up, Ann told me that he was probably sleepy and would most likely sleep for me when I got home. So, seeing that he was rubbing his eyes, I was a little surprised that he didn't fall asleep in the car. Anyway, I put him in his bed as soon as we got home. He talked and fussed until I thought it was hopeless. So I went in and gave him his pacifier and then shook him gently to rock him to sleep. He went right to sleep. He stayed asleep for about 15 minutes when a coughing fit woke him up. But this does let me know that there is hope for him at nap times.

Well, I am feeling extremely tired and think that I should stop what I am doing, done or not, and pick up where I left off tomorrow. I'm going to leave my plans unfinished (even though I'm going in tomorrow to make copies and prepare my classroom for Monday) and go to bed.

Just to make sure that you all know that I'm not entering a depression or even feeling down, as sad as I am that I don't get to go to Sundance every Friday, I am extremely happy with where my life is right now and where it is headed for the future. I am so blessed with my little family, friends that are always around whether you need them or not, a wonderful support system with my parents and other extended families, and a really good team of teachers to work with. I am what I would call content. Sure, there are some things that could be better, but so much is just so good. Okay, now I'm getting all sentimental and making myself gag. I better get some sleep!

Poor Baby

Poor Isaac has a cold. He is very stuffy and a little cranky. I feel so bad for him. He can't lie flat or he can't breath. Then he coughs. He doesn't want to eat, although, he did eat half a container of baby applesauce today. I figured he could use the Vitamin C.

Last night, he woke up at 1am and drank a bottle. He fell right back to sleep. Then he woke up again at 3am. I didn't think he really needed a bottle since he normally only gets up once so I rocked him back to sleep and tried to put him back in bed. He woke up and cried. I gave him some Tylenol and brought him into my bed. He slept in my arms until 5:40 when Peter fed him another bottle. Then he slept in his bed until about 6:30. I feel like I didn't really sleep at all.

Tonight, I set up his humidifier, rubbed on the Vick's Baby Rub under his nose and propped up the head of his mattress. Hopefully, he'll sleep better tonight.