Its been what, two weeks since I last posted? Life is chaotic and Jonathan has been super needy lately. He’s refusing to nap most days, and doesn’t sleep long enough on days he does nap. As a result, he tends to be a little cranky and he won’t let me put him down. For now though, he’s laughing up a storm at his grandpa, so I figured I would hop on here, renew my WordPress account for another year, and post a little!
Last week was really busy for Joe, so I went to visit my family in the Charlotte area. Lets just say my child came back ten times as spoiled as he was when we left home! My mom would get up around 3-4 am when I was finished feeding Jonathan and rock him to sleep for me (and then let him sleep on her chest while she was in the recliner). It allowed me to get a little sleep (because we all know he doesn’t like to sleep!). My nieces all took turns spending the day with me, each one playing with Jonathan, feeding him bottles for me, some getting him to sleep. It was nice because some days I could grab a short nap or at least take a normal length, non-rushed shower. My sister, dad, brother-in-law, brother, and step-mom also added to the spoiling!
My mom and sister spoiled me a little too while I was there. On Sunday they shipped me off to Ballantyne Spa for a massage while they watched Jonathan for me. It felt a little weird to be honest with you, but I enjoyed the relaxation. I was also treated to a new hair style during the week (Disclaimer: Chris, if you read this, I promise I’m not cheating on you! You’re still my favorite stylist!) .
Now we’re back home and trying to get into a groove, despite the fussiness. The past three nights Jonathan has…wait for it…. SLEPT! Last night wasn’t quite six hours, but close. The two nights before have been six and six and half hours. Praise be to God! The days, however, are long when he doesn’t nap. I’ve not gotten a ton accomplished because he wants to be held all the time. But honestly, I don’t mind one bit. I will drop almost everything (we need clean clothes, dishes can’t pile up, food has to be made some days, and I do have to use the bathroom on occasion) if he wants to be held. I know these days are numbered and soon I won’t be able to cuddle him in my arms. I’m trying to treasure each one of them!