Life has become more fun as we actually never slept at all last night.
I think this must be another Fussy Period. Teething remedies do nothing, he's eaten well, he has no fever...
The really BAD part usually only lasts at most a week. This means we're halfway thru.
I'd be the walking dead this week if it weren't for SEVERAL Birthday Clubs giving me
Freebies and keeping me fueled with vast quantities of sugar.
Yippee for sugar!
I've been trying to lose the extra 40 lbs I'm carrying, but I can handle occasional setbacks like this. Special occasions are just that and I need treats to raise my spirits when things are getting difficult (and thus I've just solved the mystery of why I'm fat...). I've been making progress though so it shouldn't be too bad.
And maybe one day I can be back to the way I was when we got married--skinny, toned, and actually "kempt" looking. That last part I could do better on. I just need to get my hair done more often than every 6 months.