Would somebody like to explain to my son that 2am is bedtime? He’s not listening when I tell him this.
After a full hour of crying (on both our parts) we are downstairs to allow Craig at least a CHANCE of getting some sleep. Nathan finally stopped screaming when I put him in his bouncer, but he’s wide awake, soothie in mouth, staring at me and making squeaky noises. Apparently he thinks it’s playtime. Maybe once he eats again he’ll finally be exhausted enough to sleep a bit. I sure hope so. Tomorrow’s already going to be a rough day. It will be even worse if I don’t get some sleep!