Be careful what you wish for

I always wondered what it would be like to have a cuddly baby.  Now I know.........

The problem is he ALWAYS wants to be cuddled.  You put him down, even if he is fast asleep, he wakes up and starts screaming so hard he can't even scream.  This happens to be worst in the middle of the night when I am dead tired and wanting to sleep.  I've been trying to ignore him, hoping he will get a clue and figure out how to self sooth.  But, I have a hard time letting him go too long because he is still using a lot of his accessory muscles to breathe. It hurts me to see him have to work so hard.  So I end up doing everything one handed..........

But on the positive side, he is growing.  Finally his newborn clothes fit, he's no longer drowning in them.  He's also eating well, out of a bottle.......anytime I try to breast he gets mad.  So I guess he's not unlike Tristan in that.  It took me and Tristan about 3 months to get that whole thing figured out, so I'm assuming Aramis will be the same way.  At least he is eating and gaining weight, so it seems.  I just hope his breathing gets better soon.

How is Tristan you ask?  Brattier than ever.  Don't listen to anyone who says he's a sweetie.  Sure, he's a doll to everyone but us, well, and my parents, he's pretty rotten around them too.  He's been amazing with Aramis, which I was most worried about.  But he has turned into a sour brat!  Never listens, always throwing tantrums, getting into things he shouldn't (like the stake knives.......) and telling me no every chance he gets.  I'm really hoping this wears off, for his own safety.  Because if he doesn't kill himself with the sharp objects he is stealing, I'm going to beat his little butt.  Not that that will do anything anyways, he seems to like getting spanked........

In other news, I got my root canal finished.  And man, anyone who says those are awful is lying.  I didn't feel a thing and he didn't even have to use the anesthetic, just a quick numb that wore off the minute he finished.  Now, this morning was another story.  I went in to get another filling done, which from xray didn't look too bad, so we used the quick numb again.  It wore off too fast, and the decay was deeper than the dentist thought, so long story short, awful, painful, lots of shots, near panic attack, half hour over appointment time, and a possible root canal.  I went home in tears.  My face was numb for hours.  Let this be a lesson to all of you!  Go to the dentist every 6 months!!!!  I don't even chew my food and I have rotten teeth (probably just bad genetics to be honest, oh well).  And I still have one more appointment, on Monday.  Hopefully my last. If I can go the weekend without any pain in that tooth from today, I won't need a root canal, so here's to wishful thinking and I'm crossing my fingers.

Geez, isn't parenthood amazing?  You get absolutely no sleep, and still have to watch kids and cook food.  Which is why we have been eating spaghettios and peanut butter sandwiches.  And the stress of moving is starting to creep up on me.  We only have a month before we go, crazy huh?  And I haven't even thought about packing yet.

Man, I want to take a nap