As I am writing this post tears are running down my face. I have had one of those days or should I say one of those weeks. Gavin has been fussier than usual most of the week. My little precious boy who used to go to sleep immediately after his night bottle has now decided that he needs to be rocked to sleep. I don't mind this at all, but I have to rock him for just the right amount of time or he wakes up and starts to cry and the process starts over again. He is also waking in the middle of the night so instead of going in and patting him back to sleep I have to rock him again. After a few nights of this I gave up and just brought him in bed with us. Last night he woke up at 4 am screaming. He didn't have a fever so I assumed it was his teeth. Nothing would soothe him. Finally after 20 minutes he calmed down and went back to sleep. I don't know what is wrong with our little boy. His top four and bottom four teeth are in, so I am thinking that his molars are coming in. I have also started the transition to whole milk too. I thought I would start a couple of weeks before his first birthday so that when we made the switch it wouldn't be such a shock. He is getting half and half right now, so part of me also thinks it could be that. We have him on Enfamil gentlease which is low in lactose so maybe the whole milk isn't agreeing with him. I haven't noticed any gassiness and he is still eating well. I am so confused. I just got him down for a nap after an hour of nonstop crying. I am exhausted and it is only 3 o'clock.
To make this week even worse, I am in the process of looking for a teaching job and have received nothing but bad news this week. I was originally offered a job two weeks ago. Of course I accepted and to my surprise when I went in to sign my letter of intent they had made a mistake. Apparently the campus was reduced a teacher so since I was the last one hired I had to be dropped. Talk about ultimate bummer. I went from being so excited to being so sad in the matter of 20 minutes. I have interviewed a few times this week, but have yet to be offered a position. My spirits are pretty low, but I am trying my best to keep my head up. I know that there has to be a silver lining to all of this stress. Thank goodness it is Friday. I am definitely ready for a new week.
Park City Utah
4 years ago
1 comment:
you poor thing. First, we are dealing with the same issues with Campbell with going to bed. He got spoiled with being rocked to sleep when he was sick. I've started tough love and letting him cry it out. It's harder on me than it is on him! It takes at least 30 min if not more and about 3 trips in. It takes everything in me not to pick him up. We haven't even started the milk transition with him and he's a year in a week! But I went cold turkey with Nolan on his bday and it went perfect...not so sure about Campbell though.
On the job front, I will be praying for you! I had a similar situation happen when I got called for a position in a really awesome school district to interview but then found out that it was for a 3rd grade position. I guess it just wasn't meant to be. The right job will open up. Hang in there, I know this can be a very stressful time.
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