This is our first co-blog. I was brought in as a result of co-workers asking for more details about my tired appearance at work.
So, we have a grumpy baby that does not sleep. Ideally, we would be writing this in the middle of the night while he is crying, but we just thought up this idea and it is still the afternoon. We should be banking sleep, but we can't fall asleep and it is the weekend which makes us want to enjoy the awake time. Below is the top ten things overheard between midnight and 5 a.m. at our place:
10. "What is wrong with this kid? That's it, we're hiring the night nurse deal. I don't care what anyone says or how expensive it is. Get me the phone book...Shut up, I'm on the phone."
9. "Is it possible to OD on kids tylonol? Errr, not that we've given him too much. If we had, maybe he'd be quiet." If anyone is aware of the MJ toxic levels, please pass along.
8. "How come Mr. Grumpy (Isaiah's alter ego) is so damn quiet during the day?" I'm looking for answers here. No laughing. Stop. No, really. Do you know why?
7. "Meet you at the diaper genie in five."
6. It is never a good thing when you are competing against your spouse for who got the least amount of sleep.
LAS: "I got three hours".
CRS: "No, I got two hours and forty five minutes."
LAS: "No! You are a stinky-faced liar. I looked over at you and your eyes were closed."
CRS: "I was faking it so I didn't have to get up...again!"
Also, the person who goes to make money isn't necessarily the one who is working the hardest (last minute request from LAS)
5. "What the crap?!? Is it weird that he hasn't pooped in five days and he Chuck Liddell abs of steel?"
4. "Has he burped? Has he burped? Don't put him down if he hasn't burped!!!"
3. (said to a friend during the day) - We are currently experiencing three kind of nights. 1) OK nights, which are really pretty crappy with three feedings. 2) Bad nights, which actually suck because there is this crazy, high pitched alien-like crying between meals and 3) Terrible, which means god-awful-don't-wish-this-upon-your-worst-enemy crying. Insert your own ideas and re-read #6.
2. "Shhhh....don't wake Jackson. If Jackson wakes up I'm going to cry. Seriously, shut up. Stop. No...don't change the diaper in here. Where are the wipes? Give me the passey, quick. Did you burp him? Did you burp him?? Please tell me you didn't put him down before he burped?!? Where the eff is the swadle blanket. He spit up on it? He spit up on it? Tell me you didn't let him spit up on it."
1. Let us pray...
OK, so its really not that bad. We are very blessed and are just tired (physically, of each other in the middle of the night, and of hearing the alien-like crying from Mr. Grumpy, aka Isaiah Lee Stone). If you cannot laugh about it, then you cannot enjoy the good times.
Friday, July 10, 2009
So sorry for not blogging sooner..and this one is going to be quick as well...poor Isaiah has had some tummy issues and has been diagnosed as "colicky" or as they now call it, "dismotility." We have tried a number of different meds and nothing seems to be working, so we have an appointment with a Pediatric GI doctor on Monday so we can get him checked out and hopefully get our baby feeling better.
We are so blessed though, that other than the tummy issues we have a healthy baby boy! Last week at his two week appointment he weighed 8lbs. 13 oz and yesterday at the doc he was well over 9 lbs. The boy sure does like to eat!
Big brother Jackson is doing fabulous and is such a sweet brother. He is always wanting to kiss and love on his baby brother, and is always willing to hang Isaiah his pacifier when he is crying.
Not a whole lot of sleep going on here at the Stone house, but here's hoping it gets better over the next couple of weeks! Please pray that the new doc can help ease Isaiah's sweet tummy!
P.S. Here are some pics of Isaiah's first week....I haven't had time to download anymore but will post them as soon as I can!