I can't believe how quickly these days are flying by. Esther is over 5 months now. The doctor says I really need to stop waking her up in the middle of the night to eat...and he means it this time. "Let her fuss. Don't rush in to her. She is actually big enough now to sleep through the night. (She's been big enough since 6 weeks)," he adds under his breath.
He's outta his noggin' if he thinks I want to be with this crazy all night long.
Side Note: Babies, in general, should not have bags under their eyes.
I'm slightly (very much so) under the weather. I think it may be exhaustion or maybe the flu. Either way, I tried to call in sick yesterday and here is what my bosses said.
Sarah: "Oh Mommy! You are such a good Mommy. I will watch all the children while you take a hot bath and a nap."
Joseph: "And Mom. Hey Mom. And Mom. So Mom. I really think that I can do Legos pretty good while you sleep. That might be a good idea! And I will put an exclamation point on the end of my last sentence because I am excited...so that is like school, when I tell you about punctuations. So I did schoolwork all by myself, Mom."
Thomas: "If you go to bed, I will eat all the Hershey Kisses!"
Nate-Dawg: "Dar Wars! Da Na NA! DAR WARS! NODDING WIKE DAR WARS! DA NA NA NA!"
Esther is not amused. She feels like all her siblings are ganging up on her.
Anyway, Matt will continue to be my Knight in Shining Armor. Two weeks ago, I texted him at work and told him (very sweetly, of course) that I was worn out. He showed up that night with Chinese food and two bottles of wine. I think I cried. The dinner was awesome and I was so grateful for a night off from making dinner, but the exhaustion still hasn't left.
Matt says in order for things to change, I have to initiate different bedtime parameters.
Esther, it is time. We are really going to do this. "Sleeping through the night" will be our mantra.
I just realized that I write a lot about sleep.
Switching gears now.
The four "olders" have been so good.
Get ready for a whole bunch of happy...
Nate, working hard, clearing the yard.