It's A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving

or at least it's going to be.

Steven's mom is sick. The deal was that if they got sick while watching Connor, we would host Thanksgiving.

Our house looks like a bomb went off. It's bad...but it will be clean and every surface sanitized before lunch time tomorrow.

We have no food for Thanksgiving except the few things I bought for my contribution to the meal we were supposed to have tomorrow. But we will have food by lunch time tomorrow.

We have no time. But it will come from somewhere!

It's all going to get done somehow.

This will be the first Thanksgiving we've hosted and it could be an interesting one! Even if the menu looks like this

We have a lot to be thankful for.

I Had Big Plans

So I realize that I'm not great about updating my blog and what makes a blog more interesting than updates right?

So I planned to update everyday this week starting Sunday.

But...something else started on Sunday instead.

The 24 hour bug from HELL!

Seriously people, that's what it looked/felt like. 

It hit me at 2:30 am and Steven turned the corner at 6 am. It was so bad we called his parents to take Connor for the day. We couldn't get out of bed. Unless of course it was to vomit. 

I made it through 10 months of pregnancy and didn't vomit once. But I found myself on all fours on the dog bed leaning over a pot a good part of the night. (I told you the picture above was pretty accurate didn't I?)

Steven's parents called to say Connor was suffering with diarrhea later that afternoon. That seems to be about as bad as it got for him. 

By Monday evening we were  feeling well enough to venture out of bed, eat some soup, drink some ginger ale and call the in-laws to bring Connor back. It was his bedtime and we figured we could manage that.    

Steven changed one nasty diaper and back to the bathroom he went! Poor guy, I think it stuck with him a little longer than me. 

We seem to be fully recovered today but just a little weak. Needless to say I didn't blog yesterday or Sunday evening. I'll try and stick it out for the rest of the week.

Oh interesting side note: The entire time Steven and I have been together I've never heard him vomit. It's very theatrical (just like his sneezes that I can't stand.) In all my misery, I couldn't help but laugh as his gags echoed through the house. At one point it was so bad the he scared Connor and Ivy. Steven got mad at me because he didn't realize I was joking when I said I thought he was just trying to one up me and be the "most sick." 

Happy 5 Months James Connor!

Let me start this post by saying PRAISE GOD! You slept last night! We've been having trouble in the sleeping department lately and last night was a much needed break! Then, you took a 3 hour nap today. I couldn't believe it!  Now, on to the good stuff.

Eating
We have yet to feed you solids but I will admit I was thisclose to starting you on them today to see if they helped with the sleep situation. You are taking 8 oz every 3-4 hours. You never finish your first bottle of the day anymore. This seems a little strange to me but I'm not going to force it down. Your reflux seems to have improved greatly too!

Sleeping
This has been a huge frustration the past month. You've been waking non stop. Last night was such a welcome relief. We've started a bedtime routine and that is helping you to settle at night now. We have been able to lay you down awake and leave the room. You've put yourself to sleep the last several nights. Now if we could just get you to stay asleep.

Playtime
You're rolling both directions now. You really don't roll from your tummy to your back much but if we put you on your back you're pretty quick to roll to your tummy. Then you do full on push ups. You're thinking about moving but when you decide you want to you pivot on your stomach and make a full circle. It's pretty entertaining. You love Ivy. She's the only thing that makes you consistently laugh.

Craptastic sleep

Last night looked like this
5:30 Begin bedtime routine. (for the first time)
6:30 Connor fell asleep with no tears
8:30-9:30 Connor was awake and crying. We tried everything if we left/put him down/blinked he started to cry.
9:30 Sleep for baby C
10:00 Connor's awake....again
11:00-3:00 Sleep for baby C
3:00-4:00 I'm up with Connor. He's not hungry, just wants to be held.
4:00 I needed a bathroom break....Connor freaked, Steven took a turn.
5:00 Steven slept, Connor and I stayed up.
5:30 Finally got Connor back to sleep.
5:30-7:00 We all slept
7:00 up for the day

Tally that mess up and Connor slept 7.5 hours last night. Pretty bad considering he's supposed to be getting around 12 at night.  Oh, I fed him in there somewhere too. The nights a blur so I don't remember the time.

Sleep

It's not happening for anybody around here.

Connor came home from the hospital a baby that knew how to sleep. Then we hit the 4 month mark.

Connor's nights used to look like this:
8:00 Bed time
3:00 Feeding
8:00 Awake for the day.

Now they look like this:
7:00 Bed
10:00 Wake for no obvious reaason.
12:00 Feeding
1:00 Wake for no obvious reason.
2:00 Wake for no obvious reason
4:00 Wake for no obvious reason but we feed him in hopes of sleeping a little later.
7:30 Wake for the day
*sometimes he wakes more, sometimes less*

We are tired.

He's taking only quick cat naps and averaging 1.5 to 2 hours of nap time a day.

Connor is tired.
And fussy.
And cranky.

So are we.

I've read articles and talked to other moms. Everyone suggests the Ferber method.....sigh. This is sooooooooooooo not for us.

I'm currently reading The No Cry Sleep Solution. It's not a quick fix and Elizabeth Pantley is very clear about that.

I don't need immediate, I just need to know there is an end in site.

Connor's Baptism

Today our family, friends and church committed to help grow Connor's faith and belief in Him. 

It was such an excited and proud moment. 

I can't wait to see what He has planned for this boy. 

Connor, you are a child of God and we love you. 

It's a SAHM's Life For Me

and I hate it.

I'm thanking my lucky stars every day that I'm going back to work in January.

I'm not in a good place right now. I hate being home all day. I'm bored......bored to the point of depression. Okay, not full on depression but I can see it lurking around the corner.

I keep telling myself that it could be better.....if my husband made it home before 7 PM.

12 hours a day it's just me and Connor. I love that baby but I love adults too....and conversation that doesn't mostly consist of "BOO" and "that's a nasty diaper."

Being at home all day has zapped my energy. You know how on a lazy day you just feel tired and yucky? That's how I'm feeling every day. ...... EVERY DAY.

Some days I don't shower until 4ish. Ewww, I know.

My house is a wreck.

I'm cranky.

All.The.Time

Who knew the job that drives me insane would actually be my key to sanity.

I will be sad in January when I go back to work but I'll still welcome the return with open arms.