This week couldn't have come to an end any sooner! I swear, this was just one of those weeks that nothing goes the way you hoped and everyone is tired and whiny including me. And, of course, band camp began this week so Gene's been gone at night all week. Nice.
It all started Sunday when Gracie got up at 1:00 a.m. and 4:30 a.m. She was inconsolable. I fed her and laid her back down. At the 4:30 a.m. feeding, I decided that I didn't have anything going on at work first thing so we would take our time getting in, maybe sleep until 7:00. Oh, no. She got up at 5:30 a.m. which is very early for her. She went to sleep for a hour in the swing then was ready for the day. Seriously? Hasn't this girl heard of beauty sleep (for her and her Mommy)? Guess not.
On Monday night, Gracie had a fever. I gave her some Tylenol and laid her down. She slept soundly but Tuesday morning she had a raging fever. I knew it was something more than teething so I took her to the doctor. Yep, first ear infection. If she's anything like her brothers, you can go ahead and put us down for tubes, Dr. Hamm. We did have Gracie weighed though and she is a whopping 16 pounds, a pound more than at her 4 month check up. No doubt about it...this girl likes to eat!
Meanwhile, Andrew has decided that he wants to get up at all hours of the night to potty and change into underwear. Now, I appreciate his move from a pull-up to underwear. But this boy is not a quiet kid. He's very much a bull in a china shop and flings open the door before the crack of dawn to tell us his pants are twisted, he hears a noise, etc.
We had "meet the teacher" yesterday for Austin. It went well mostly because we are looping to 2nd grade with Austin's 1st grade teacher who we adore. She did so well with Austin all year with few incidents. Austin's grown a lot since kindergarten and he's now on the 2nd grade hall upstairs at the elementary school.
AND to end the week on a very happy, less sleepy note...Gracie is officially 5 months old and cut her first tooth today! She's been pretty ill all week but tonight she was back to her happy, laid back self.
So, here's to the end of a hell of a week. This mama's pooped!