I won't keep you in suspense any longer because I know your dying to know our new news. Lucky for you I'm one who has a difficult time keeping good news (or news at all) in...so the news is...we're expecting. That's right, Pauls momentous home coming was a little more productive than I let on. Our second little one will be coming soon, and little Tristan will have a little playmate before he knows it. Oh now, come pick your jaw off of the floor-I'm not really serious. I was just kidding. That's not the news at all. The real news is that Paul has to go back to the states for some training(about 6 weeks at Maxwell Air Base in Alabama), and so I decided that this would be a good time to see family and friends in Rochester. So, I soon will be returning to NY and hoping to see many of you!
The second sign of exhaustion, he starts to suck on anything and everything(the first thing is often his fingers).
His motions become slowed.
This is one of the biggest tell tale signs of exhaustion-he can't lift his head.
His head is now bobbing and eyelids are struggling to stay open.
Now he looks at me, and pleads with me(in a language only his mother knows) "Please Mom, please don't put me in the crib!"
In the end, I take this poor boy into the crib and then start the tears.
I hope this blog didn't sound too depressing or like a mother filled with self pity. I only ask one favor of all you readers out there...If you have any tips on getting your little one to bed(in the crib, I have no problems getting him to fall asleep in my arms or in my bed) PLEASE send them!