this has been one hell of a week.
to start, we were dealing with some serious gas issues with elliot.
any time he passed gas or pooped he would scream bloody murder.
and it seriously broke my heart to hear his "pain" cries and not be able to do anything about it.
we have been giving him mylicon drops - which you can find on everything.
the little pink stains are driving me insane...
it's always on his blankets, his clothes...our duvet cover. luckily it comes out in the wash but in the meantime it just looks like we let him play with a pink highlighter.
the last two days seem to have been better with the gas stuff, he hasn't been crying over it and has had some really good poops ;)
we had put into motion our new night time schedule and it seems that every other night it works perfectly.
i don't wake up when ryan gets him to feed him around 1 or 2.
elliot eats from the bottle perfectly and then goes right back to sleep until about 5 {like this morning} and i nurse him and we all sleep for a few more hours.
but those nights in between are disasters.
he cries and fusses, wakes up every hour or so,
wont go back to sleep.
i have to be leaning over his bed ready to put his pacifier back in his mouth and then the following day will be just as bad...
he wont go down for naps, he wants to eat like every 30 minutes, he cries and cries.
yesterday was the first day i had any baby blues feelings, i just didn't feel connected to him at all.
he literally cried all day no matter what i did,
and it didn't help that i hadn't slept at all the night before and had no time to really eat anything all day.
my only saving graces was the jog/walk we went on in the morning and my first vodka cranberry in 11 months.
at one point yesterday, i just swaddled him and put him in his crib in his nursery and let him cry for an hour.
i had really tried not to do that because he needs to learn that we will comfort him when he is upset but i just couldn't do it.
the funny thing is, that every time his pacifier fell out he would become hysterical but after not going in there and put it back in, he figured out he could push it back into his mouth...
ohh self soothing.
of course when i went in once he was calm again, the pacifier was like half in and pushing his lip up but he did it himself which is amazing to me.
but last night was great, this morning he is back to snoozing on the bed next to me while i drink coffee and do the internet thing - which has been out for 3 days because our neighbors backed a uhaul up and tore the cable out of the house.
today will hopefully stay this way!