Last night was awful. T was up and down from 11:30 on. I want to run screaming from this and just let him sleep in our room forever.
Except I don't really want that. And he's going to out grow the rock and play before I know it. Better to get him sleeping in the crib before that day comes.
So another night of being held hostage in the nursery it is. Which makes for very short posts. *sigh*
