I just couldn't blog yesterday because I had no idea where I was. I couldn't figure out if I was at work, or was I at home? Did I brush my teeth? Had I fed the dogs? Did I have all my clothes on?
This pure and utter confusion all came from Pollard crying from 4:30-5:30 on Monday night. \
WHAT?!?! He had just gotten it down pat!
In true Hitler form, I waited until 5:00 to go in and soothe him, but he was so MAD that I wasn't picking him up/feeding him/rocking him that he spit his pacifier out and just continued his thrashing around and yelling. I like to call it his swimming because since he's on his tummy he's making these perfect freestyle motions. [Maybe he's the next Michael Phelps? Good thing they have those full body suits now so he won't have to wear just a speedo. I'm gettting off track here...]
Anywho, finally at 5:26 he went back to dream land until 6:30. I however, was so upset and all overstimulated that I couldn't fall back asleep until 6:00. OMG, I was exhaustified.
The same cannot be said for TODAY!!!
Big P went down at 9:15 last night (he was so tired from all that swimming he did, and from the Cinco de Mayo fiesta we took him to at the Hertenstein's) and didn't peep until 6:30!!!!!!
What a man.
I tell ya, I really hope this isn't another tease. He felt SO good this morning, and was just talking and laughing it up. I would too if I were him.
YAY for baby boot camp!!!!
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
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Yea Pollard and Mommy!! This has been a big week for you two. I am so happy for you and Pollard! It's called tough love but it has its rewards!
Hope he keeps it up! Can't wait to see ya'll again.
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