Days 113 & 114
Exhaustion. That’s all I feel right now. The last 4 days have reminded me of the newborn days.
Caleb is sleeping great! He has pretty much since the beginning, but I attribute that a lot to bed sharing and breastfeeding.
No, it’s Oliver. I’m not sure still what’s going on with him, but with the possibility he could be sick I’ve been spending as much time with him as I can. That time just so happens to be during the night and the wee hours of the morning.
That, coupled with my son still eating every 2 ish hours at night, and working late the last few days, stress… sleep has not been my friend.
On a different note!
Caleb has finally achieved full roll! We weren’t in a rush at all, but he’s done it! He can roll from tummy to back, back to tummy, left side, right side… all of it!
The downside to his incredible rolling skills is that he insists on trying to roll away from me in the mornings in bed. This morning it resulted in him rolling off the bed while I was asleep!
Thank goodness for the Instagram accounts I’ve found on safe sleep/bedsharing because we have a floor bed, meaning baby boy didn’t fall far at all. In fact, his height is almost, if not more than double the height of our bed.
BuT OH. My. God.
Hearing that thud and his crying. I leaped out of bed, my husband right behind me. Caleb cried. I cried, Steven stayed calm. I kept crying and within 10 seconds of me picking up Caleb he was smiling and laughing. He was fine. It almost seemed like it didn’t even happen for him.
He’s lucky for that baby memory because I will never forget it or feeling shitty for letting it happen.
Alas. I bid the world sweet dreans.