It’s been too quiet on here. I haven’t felt like blogging. I’ve been a little tired and blogging has taken the hit.

Not super, super tired. Just a bit. A little lost sleep here and there. But last night was the worst. Yet somehow I am managing to write a post. Because…well “it’s been too quiet on here.”

And why am I tired? This cutey.

The past week, Nathan has been waking up whimpering and crying once or twice through the night. It’s not too bad. I’d give him some milk. We’d go back to sleep.

Also, he seemed to be sleeping better on his left side. Alan saw a tooth coming in on his right side. So, two nights ago I switched us around so Nathan would be laying on his left. We all slept with our heads where our feet usually are. That didn’t really seem to help. He still woke and I got a back ache.

Last night I changed us back to having our heads by the headboard. But last night was the worst! Nathan kept waking up over and over. And he just wouldn’t sleep for very long. At one point I was thrilled he slept for 45 minutes straight.

I think it’s because on top of his tooth, he caught a cold. His nose started to run last night. I think his runny/stuffed up nose was frustrating him. He’d wake and want milk but couldn’t drink and breath at the same time so he’d start to cry. Which made him want some comfort of milk, which meant he couldn’t breath and on and on it went. I can see how that would be irritating.

So, that meant at 5 am, this morning, I had barely any sleep and wasn’t up to bringing Isabelle to her homeschool meetup group. Bummer. Today’s meetup was at a recycling plant. I really wanted to go. I don’t think I’ve ever been. Isabelle woke up late and didn’t ask about it. I thought, YAY she forgot, she won’t be upset only to have her ask about it in the afternoon. When I said we missed it she started to cry.

Ok…so rough days too. How is everyone else doing? Better than us I hope.

*Oh and these photos, nothing to do with this post. I just wanted to share some photos from a few weekends ago at Alan’s cousin’s baby shower. We were blowing bubbles for Isabelle and Nathan loved it. I don’t think we’ve ever done that with him. He was fascinated. *

Ok, so Isabelle isn’t a baby anymore. But she’ll always be my baby. And, yes, now she is sick too. She has a fever.

And how was last night? Awful. Again. Bunch of crying and waking AGAIN. Do you know how slowly the night goes when Nathan is sleeping for only 30 minutes at a time, if that? And with the waking crying moments longer than 30 minutes, it’s hard. Nathan didn’t fall asleep for good until about 4:30 a.m. * Sigh *

It probably didn’t help that the day of our rough night I took the kids out in the cold for a walk up to the park.

Oh wait. That’s a myth. The cold doesn’t give you a cold. It’s a coincidence that right after the park Nathan slept terribly.

I really hope tonight is better. REALLY, REALLY, REALLY! Actually I was really, really hoping Alan would stay home and help tonight but that didn’t happen. *Sigh again*

Yipeee Nathan slept last night and NO crying! He only half woke two times and went right back to sleep after some milk. So, why was I so tired today? More tired than the two nights where I barely had any sleep. Maybe it all caught up with me. Or maybe it’s because I’m sick now too. Annoying runny nose and pounding head.

I think I’ve been sick four times these past few months; a cough that went away and kept coming back. When Nathan got sick I thought he might have caught it from me. But then I didn’t have the runny nose before, just the cough. So, I don’t know. All I know is that at 6 p.m. I was so tired I couldn’t keep my eyes open.

I was laying in Isabelle’s room while the kids played, struggling to keep my eyes open. As soon as Alan walked in the door, I went and took a nap. And off to bed I go again now.

Still sick but I brought the kids to the beach today along with my sister’s family. And nothing to say, just pictures.

Here are our family photos when the kids turned another month older. Isabelle is now five years and four months old.

Nathan is one year and four months old.

And I’m so proud of Isabelle. In Sonlight, our homeschool curriculum, we’re starting to read. My girl is reading!!

And sadly we’re still sick. I’m coughing really good now and Isabelle is coughing and doing that coughing and gagging and throwing up thing. It’s not with every single cough but once is one time too many.