Where, oh , where…
Has my little boy gone? The one who would fall asleep in his crib without any crying. The one who would wake a couple times in the middle of the night, need a little cuddle, then go back to sleep without any crying. Because seriously, I no longer have that little boy.
The last few nights have been so awful. Perhaps even worse than the newborn days (because you expect to be tired then). Last night he woke 3 times and cried for hours. The only time he stopped was when we turned his Crib Aquarium on, or if we let him go downstairs to play. Even when I was holding him (or Ron was holding him) he cried. Scratch that. He SCREAMED. It was crazy.
So if you see my little boy, the one who doesn’t fight sleeping and cry all night, could you please send him back? Let him know I’m anxiously awaiting his return. Thanks for your help! 
And now I’m heading back to bed for a quick nap before busting my butt to get work done. It never fails, I alway sleep like crap the night before I plan to do work all day. Such is life as a parent.
