I feel like I am complaining a lot about my sweet girl lately, but she has entered several difficult phases all at once, and it's rough. The teething seems to have ended, although she still has no teeth. Sigh. All I really want is just one tooth, seriously, just one, and I will feel that all the screaming was for something. Her latest thing is to punish us for all those nights in the beginning that we got to sleep. For some reason, she has decided that sleeping through the night is no good. She must wake at least twice, sometimes more, through the night. I am so very tired. My immune system gave up some time between 2 and 5 this morning, so I am suffering from a brutal cold too. Yikes.
Ian buggered up his back at work last Friday, and it's still really bothering him. He went in to see the doctor again today, and I'm terrified that the doctor is going to tell him that he cant work for a while. While it would be really nice to spend more time with him, we just cannot afford him to be off work for an extended period of time.
I go babysit Jonah today for the first time in a couple of weeks. I'm looking forward to seeing him again, and seeing what new tricks he has learned. Last time his favorite things to do were standing at the screen door and shouting at passers by, and pulling himself up on the bathtub and turning on the hot water...of course, his very favorite thing to do was to steal Mary's toys.