One Heck of a Weekend

It was a long weekend, not in the "long holiday weekend" sense, but in the "long nights of crying baby, not as much rest as we planned on" weekend. Kade had his worst weekend yet. After all of the events on Sunday, we thought maybe he was getting better, but just when you think it is safe to take him out...

Monday we had a cookout at my sister, Jessie's, in Toledo for Memorial Day. Kade was pretty good in the morning and we were able to leave on time. We picked up Marcie and Grandpa Roth at their house and off we went to Toledo. He slept a lot of the way and all was well. We got there and he was good, but then it was time for us to eat. We put him in the swing to keep him busy during dinner. He fell asleep and we thought that he was going to be fine. Then he woke up.

When he woke up he was not very happy and would not stop crying. We tried to feed him, change his diaper, walk him outside and sing to him, but nothing was going to work. So we left to try to get him to settle down. He started to fuss about 10 minutes into the drive so Erika fed him a bottle as we were on the road. We stopped at the rest stop for some burping and then off again.

He seemed fine as we got home, but later there was no soothing him again, until finally I took him into the bathroom, ran the bath and sang "I've been workin on the railroad" over and over. He fell asleep and I laid him on my chest and let him sleep for about a half hour before I took him into bed.

All of that hard work was finally worth it. He was happy and sleeping. I don't know how Erika can do this all of the time. I do understand and appreciate everything that she does for him.

Five minutes after putting him to bed he woke up and was hungry :(