My dear, you have had a rough week (and, so has your mommy, but that doesn't count!). You kicked off the week with your first real experience with constipation. No poop for 4 days, and then thankfully - before Mommy had to go buy/insert suppositories - you cleared out your system (and blew through a couple outfits - no pun intended).
Yesterday, on my Wonderful Wednesday off from work, I took you in for your 6-month check-up. Once again, the doctor declared you were "perfect"! You now weigh 15.13 lbs, are 25 1/4 inches long, and are in the 50th percentile for height/weight and the 90th for your head. Big brains, I am sure! You were great at the appointment, but unfortunately we had to end it with 2 shots in the leg. That moment right there changed the course of our happy day.
I'd say from there on out, until 5:00 this morning, I saw a different side of you. Cranky, tired, fussy, irritable and sometimes just downright angry. Almost.all.day.long.
You practically fell asleep during dinner (this was after you dramatically made gagging noises when I tried feeding you avocado), started to doze off in the bathtub when I was washing your hair, and had a complete meltdown when I was getting you dressed. I honestly couldn't get you to bed fast enough and by 6:25, you were out like a light.
I got to spend a pleasant evening eating dinner, playing online, watched TV with Daddy and then hit the sack...only to be woken up an hour later (around midnight) by you not feeling well. It turns out, you finally developed your first fever as a result of the vaccinations, and boy were you upset (and hot!). Poor little munchkin. I don't think I have ever seen you so upset/angry and just downright miserable.
I stripped you down, took your temp (it was mild - 100.1), gave you Tylenol and then rocked you back to sleep. Without going into all of the details, let's just say that Mommy didn't go back to bed until 3:30 this morning because you woke up so many times and only to be woken up again at 5:00 by a little baby who didn't want to go back to bed. Wow.
2.5 total hours of sleep + unhappy baby = very sad/cranky Mommy.
Very sad/cranky Mommy + Starbucks coffee = energized happy Mommy.
Thankfully, when I picked you up tonight from daycare, you were as happy as could be! Now, please...pretty please, let Mommy and Daddy get some sleep tonight.