Warning: I am feeling a tad whiney.
I honestly can't remember the last time I had a decent night of sleep.
We (I) finally decided we needed to go out on a date with no kids and set up an evening for Ted and Lauren to babysit. Lo and Behold the fates conspired against us. Lauren got sick. Our kids have all had colds/coughs this week so I didn't think it would be wise to let Ted care for all four of them all alone. I considered taking Paisley along and decided against it. That isn't my idea of a nice night away.
With Paisley's cold she has decided to fight hard each time I try to feed her for the last 3 days. As soon as I lean her back and come at her with a bottle she starts a blood curdling scream accompanied by a stiff leg and arched back. It takes so long to get her to take only half of what she is used to. I have come pretty close to losing it.
I hope the weekend can bring some rest and relaxation, even if it doesn't come with a date with my husband.