Day 4 - Stinker

It has been determined that there is nothing wrong with my son, James Pugh, except that he has hit that age where he wants me with him all the time; therefore his sleep has gotten so out of whack that he was awake crying periodically for 3 hours last night.  I would rock him back to sleep, and he would cry when I put him down.  I let him cry once for 45 minutes, periodically going in and laying him back down since he has learned the trick of sitting up by himself.  "Night, night, James."  More crying.  My mom noted all the different cries he has.  He moves from anger, to manic laughter, to pitiful, to just making noise.  But after 3 nights of less than 5 hours of sleep for me, the jig is up, and we are going home tonight.  The door will be shut on his bedroom, and he will have to work it out on his own.  I talk tough, but after 3 hours what mother doesn't wear down?  I do.  I did after two hours last night and tried to nurse him.  He just smiled and touched my face and wanted to play.  I laughed with him, but that was the final proof I needed that it would not be mean of me to let him work it out. It is best for him and me.  He has been so exhausted today but stubbornly held on to staying awake throughout our outing to Huntsville.  This boy is a stinker.  A cute stinker, but a stinker all the same.

Mom came home after Sunday School and stayed with James so I could get out of the house and go to church yesterday.  It was wonderful to be home and see familiar faces and hear my father preach.  It was also fun to just get out alone with Ella.  I took some pictures in the church foyer.  I thought she looked so pretty in her new white dress.

My friend, Dana Smalley, came over to play Scrabble Sunday afternoon.  We used to play every Saturday night when I was in high school while watching Early Edition.  She creamed me, as usual, and then Ella took over my play date, spelling words with Dana on the board and coloring.  Dana is a Kindergarten teacher, and I wish she could be Ella's teacher!

James had some extra sleep in Debo's arms (It's too bad I couldn't have any.). 

KJ, you should notice the customary drool spot on Debo's shoulder.

That boy soaks through several bibs each day.

We wanted to do something fun this morning, and I decided to go to Huntsville, thinking James would nap on the way.  Did he, no.  He stayed awake for the longest he has in his life, but at least he was pleasant.   We went to Target and Barnes and Noble, and had lunch at Chili's.  Thankfully, he slept for an hour on the way home, and hopefully he will nap for me on the way back to Tuscaloosa later.

This map was set up at Barnes and Noble, and Ella is showing me where her daddy is.

Pray for this boy tonight.