Sleepy, sleepy, sleepy!

The days went by in a blur. The first night Becky told me to sleep with her to avoid waking up Jason. As I had rested a little on the plane, I had trouble falling asleep. Before long, I heard Jason waking up and crying. They usually allow him to cry himself back to sleep. So I tried to ignore his crying till I could not bear it any longer. It was so wonderful to see his smile again. I picked him up to change his diaper. Then I walked and rocked him for a long, long time, he still refused to go back to sleep. Ah, now I realized I was really asking for trouble getting him out of bed. When Becky peeped in I asked her if I should feed him. Finally the bottle of milk helped to settle him down. I was getting real sleepy and achy for having worked in the yard for hours, stuck in the plane seat for the three hour flight and holding Jason for such a long time. I could hardly open my eyes when Jason woke me up around 5am. I was so tired the whole day that I hardly had the energy to think about cooking for dinner. Luckily, Becky had cooked a pot of stew. At first I thought that would do for dinner. Then I realized that Chris aleady had that for lunch. So I quickily made a fast dish of tomato with egg.

Jason usually woke up two or three times a night. I have no trouble rocking him back to sleep. The hardest part is to put him in the crib without waking him up. Sometimes I had to try again and again. That bothered him so much he might end up refusing to go back to sleep. I tried changing his diaper. I tried feeding him. I tried everything. The pill I have to take before going to bed is supposed to help me sleep. Struggling with a crying and unco-operative baby in my drowsiness makes it rather difficult for me . My muscle ached terribly all over my body, so sometimes I could not go back to sleep after I succeded putting Jason to bed.