Getting Teeth Bites.

Today was one of those days. That screaming kid at Target, that was Owen. Sorry if you had to hear him, he hasn't screamed that loudly, well, ever. We had a grand total of 5.5 hours of sleep from 9pm-7am. How is that you say? That is 10 hours. Oh yes it may be 10, but Owen got up at 11, 12, 12:30, 1 and then he was UP. We tried to go back to bed in his room , the guest room and then when we got to our room, all he did was wake daddy up. So down stairs we went to watch a little Sprout on demand.

Thank god for Barney. He gave my very very overused boobs a break and I did a little online shopping too.

We headed back upstairs and after letting him fuss in his crib for a few minutes he calmed down and snuggled right to sleep next to me.

I was so tired it didn't even dawn on me that perhaps the molar I have been suspecting might be pushing through and some pain killers may help. Like I have said for ages my brain - it went with the placenta after giving birth!

So after trying to get him to take some car cat naps ( he took one- I was hoping for more) and having about 20 meltdowns , lots of snuggles and a few time outs. I reached in to his mouth and sure enough his gums were starting to shred.

Poor bug.

So I cancelled my parents and sister coming down to visit and we are going to have a low key weekend , with lots of cold foods, and stay in our pjs as much as we want, cause I have a feeling we will be up at 2am for a few more days.