Ryder slept 8 wonderful hours on Saturday night. It was awesome. It was also short lived. Last night was another long night. We thought we did a pretty good job of wearing him out a Disneyland but he was still up from 12am to 1am and 3am to 7am. It may or may not seem like a long time but 4 minutes in the middle of the night is a long time let alone 4 hours! It's brutal not getting any sleep. I think I got more sleep when Ryder was a newborn. I'm pretty sure I caught some winks while I pumped every 3 hours for 7 months straight!!
In addition to Ryder not sleeping, he's fussing all. Of. The. Time. It's a combination of hungry, thirsty, tired, frustration and pain. I'm sure of it. I just wish I could make it all better. I really wish I could.
We visited Ryder's cousins today. He hasn't seen them since before his surgery. Unfortunately, he spent a lot of time crying while visiting. Even cousin Noah thought it was weird. Yes, Ryder's still wearing his pajamas. I thought by him wearing pj's, it may inspire him to sleep. It didn't.
And so we keep on keeping....I think we've still got a few dance moves left in us!
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