Can you guess how much sleep we're getting after reading the title of this post? Poor Julian's cold has been lingering for 3 weeks now. It has for me too, but the warmer weather (80!) has helped. Besides the cold, he has a tooth!!! The thing just popped through the gum. It's razor sharp and I'm nervous to nurse him now.
Dan and I are going on 3-4 weeks of getting up every 1-3 hours at night. Dan experienced his first bout of psychosis; he thought he brought Julian to bed, but then couldn't find him so he went over to the pack n play and there he was...but he swore he was holding him in bed. I told him I don't know how many times I've done that since he was born. I swore he was in my arms (it was a pillow) and then I pat around the bed for him until I wake up and then walk over and find him in the pack n play. Is this dangerous?
Uggh.
I will post a picture of his tooth when it's more visible and J lets me capture it.
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