And thus was the case this morning. It is now 8:45 a.m. and he has been awake for the last three hours. Of course Eli is still asleep (he had a hard time falling asleep last night) and I keep wishing Charlie would fall asleep so I could close my eyes and go back to bed.
Sleep Charlie!! Sleep already.
I am going on almost 6 weeks of disjointed sleep. My wrists are sore from constantly patting Charlie's back as I bounce, rock, or pace with him through the night and during the day. This morning I tried laying Charlie in bed next to me from about 7 to 7:15 a.m., but he grew fussy pretty fast. I tried putting him in the bouncy seat next to my bed and laid there on my bed while I pushed on the seat to rock him... but that failed too. Now we're downstairs and Charlie is finally somewhat content in the seat staring at the light coming in from the window as I rock the seat with my foot. I can't believe he's still awake (or that Eli is still asleep). I really miss my 7-9 a.m. babysitter who finished up last week.
I feel bad for the poor child. He STILL has the same yucky cold and coughs constantly. He is often gassy and uncomfortable. He is often fussy and squirmy in my arms and doesn't last long when I put him in the Baby Bjorn, Beco carrier, Moby wrap, sling... but still dislikes being put down.
On Saturday I left the boys with Ben and was gone for a few hours getting some things done - when I came back early in the afternoon, Eli was napping and Ben was still in his pajamas and holding Charlie on the couch after struggling to keep him happy. Ben asked me, "Does Charlie stress you out? He stresses me out."
Why did everyone convince me when I was pregnant that my second child was going to be easy?
I love Charlie. I love how snuggly he is when he finally falls asleep in my arms. He has just started to smile occasionally, which is very cute. But I am exhausted from the constant movement and energy required to keep this kid from crying. I really hope reaching the 6-week mark in a few days will be the magic turning point and things will improve from there.
And... he finally fell asleep. Guess who's waking up?? :)
Happy Pulaski Day...