Sleep deprivation sucks like a hoover.

I am up to my ears in screaming baby. He won't sleep in his crib past 2 am and I can't go to bed until about 11:30 pm. So that equals about 2 hours of uninterrupted sleep. Then we bed-share. So K gets space priority, then R takes up the rest of the space. Usually I end up with my head about halfway down the bed. Not comfortable. So at 2am, K sucks down about 5 oz. He wakes up every hour between 2-5 or 6 just to fuss. He starts fussing, I groan, get up, and start walking to the living room to finish out my night on the couch. Half-way to the couch? He falls back to sleep. I make my way back to bed. He starts fussing, rolls onto his belly, and takes up even more space. I hate sleeping because I am not getting actual rest. I miss dreaming, feeling renewed, and actually not falling asleep while playing with K. Most of all? I miss my bed.
You may ask why it seems like R doesn't help. Well R works at least 12 hours a day on his feet. That is completely exhausting, I used to do it. So I do all night wakings unless K wakes before R goes to bed. My reasoning behind this is I can nap through-out the day if I need it. On R's days off, he sleeps in, but then he lets me nap. Its been working for us and that's all that matters. The past couple of days have been hard though!

Yesterday was K's 4-month well baby check-up. He is 13 lb 15.28 oz. So safe to say, 14 lbs! Yay! He is 25 in long. He got shots and has been a screaming mess since the shots.
We also have to go to the pediatric dermatologist. K has really bad eczema and has a wart on his arm. Its incredibly unusual for a baby this young. They think its Molluscum. I'll keep everyone updated!

Why is he so happy in the mornings? (And other things)

My mornings are pretty good. I mean after I realize K wants to wake up and not go back to sleep. He ALWAYS wants to wake up earlier than I do. So after I realize he is up and NOT going back to sleep, he smiles, A LOT. He is the most smiley, happy baby in the mornings. We play peek-a-boo with his diaper. What, you ask? K likes when I start to change his diaper, lift up the front, close it quickly and go "AHHH." He full-on giggles. It is so precious.

He also loves being with his daddy:




So the above was started on Saturday, but K had other plans and now I think he is getting sick. He has eye gunk, won't stay asleep, and a little bit of snot running out of his nose on the cleft side. The snot might be a mixture of snot and drool. Who knows?

We had a rough night last night. Like one of those nights where you wake every hour because the baby is crying. That was even with him in our bed. Ugh.

On to things not baby related:

-I rolled my ankle before I started the 30DS. It felt fine so I didn't think a thing about it. Until I did a couple days of the shred. My ankle still kills and I haven't been able to do it since. I am really tired of looking like the spare tire is permanent. Here is before and after: (note, before is what I used to look like and after? its what I want to get rid of.)


-My house is a disaster area. We got the rest of our stuff from moving. Now I don't know where to put anything.

-I love Dane Cook. I found some of the CDs of his I had during the move.

-So when K was about a month old, I got the mom haircut:



I have decided that the mom cut is not for me. I want to go back to this:



Ok it might take more effort, but I think it will look better.

I think that's all for now. This post was all over the place.

I've been a horrible blogger.

I am so sorry guys. I have been a horrble blogger, but this past week has been L-O-N-G! Let's see:

-K has decided that sleep is for the weak, for the weak I tell you. Momma on the other hand? I am dying from the lack of a great night's sleep. K has decided 2 am is a wonderful time to want to wake up and eat. Fine, he eats in less than 15 minutes and falls back to sleep. The catch? He absolutely will NOT let me lay him back in the crib or he wakes up. A lot of the time, we end up on the couch and I sleep holding him. Couch sleeping? Not comfortable, AT ALL. So I made an executive decision a couple of nights ago. For me to sleep better and my whole body not to scream in stiffness, K would sleep with us when he woke up. One problem: the fact he is a 13 lb 3 oz, 24 1/2 in long MAJOR bed-hog. He decided to sleep on his belly, which now he loves to do, and took about at least 1/3 of the bed, while R took up at least 1/2 of the bed. This left me with an approximate 1/6 of bed. For you people who don't do math? That means I could either smoosh my baby or smoosh my fiance. I chose the fiance. He could handle it. So, in short, sleep has been difficult. Last night was better though.

-I am really trying to be a good stay-at-hoime mom. I am trying to keep things clean, do huge amounts of laundry, and keep the little man entertained. I still need to work on my time management. I have started TRYING to make dinner every night. SO nights it doesn't happen, so we eat left-overs. Other nights, I actually manage to cook. Last night? I made spaghetti. It was really good and I was proud.

-Laundry is the bane of my existence. I really don't mind eashing it and putting it in the dryer. I hate putting it away. I try really hard to put it away when it comes out of the dryer, but usually it ends up on the guest bed until we run out of underwear, under shirts, socks, PJ pants, etc.

There is a ton more going up, but my eyes are heavy. K is playing and I might be able to catch a couple Z's. I promise, I will get better at this blogging stuff.

Ok, so I *might* have lied.. :)

You know my baby product review? You know how I said I would get back to it? Well I lost my steam with it and now don't want to finish it. Truthfully though? Those are the top things I love anyway. Yeah, that's about it. I am kind of boring today. So you wanna see pictures of sweet little man? Ok!

Jillian Michaels hates me, a lot.

I am very tired of looking like I have an extra dounut tire around my waist. My self esteem has dropped to critical levels. I have never been self-praising, but I always felt comfortable and attractive. Now? Not so much. I don't kow how much I weigh, but I know I probably need to lose about 30 lbs and tone up the abs the K completely wrecked streched out. So I decided to do something about it. Now, I am the first to admit I NEVER exercise. I have never really been "in shape." So last night I decided to start the 30 Day Shred (30DS) last night. My plan is do it everyday. But last night kicked my ass bottom.I used 5 lb weights when I should have used 3 lbs. I thought "hey, I am doing level 1, I am starting easy." The 30DS is not easy even when you start easy. It hurts to pick up K this morning. My arms are so sore. But I think I am going to go with the 3 lb weights for a week, and then switch to the 5 lbers. I don't know, but I am getting excited. I am really tired of being about 3 sizes bigger than I am used to. Now, if I can make it through the workout without stoppping for more than one 5 second break.

Wish me luck. I am going to need it.

Wordless Wednesday

Before I finish my baby product post, this is why surgery is a big deal.

*WARNING**WARNING**WARNING*

These pictures are from K's surgery. It might be hard to look at them, I know I still have a terrible time looking at them. This is why I get so angry when people say "they can fix it, right?" This is when he was waking up after surgery.