Wow, I am beat!

I am so tired and I know Liam is too. The 2nd night of no sleep has taken it's toll. I am dealing with a cough, a horse voice and wouldn't you know it, engorgement because Liam simply doesn't have much of an appetite. He will drink from the bottle, but not much. So I am left to pump for releif and that really isn't cutting it...

I know Liam is teething, but I made an appt with his dr. to make sure he doesn't have an ear infection too. His fever broke yesterday, but if there is anything going on in his ears, I want to start treating it with antibiotics not just pain medication. Our appt is at 4:20 this afternoon.

Yesterday I posted about the teething tablets and gel. They seem to be hit and miss. The main problem is that I can't read the poor baby's mind to know what he needs at each intolerant moment. Also, my post was short and sweet because I thought I might get a few winks while he was sleeping. Nope. As soon as I hit "publish post" he starting carrying on again. It was just a bad day and that turned into another bad night and here we are today... dealing with everything but the fever. And what makes it even more sad and frustrating is that Liam is freakishly strong! He thrashes and kicks and wrestles his way out of any position. He cannot be comforted by simply holding him when he cries. He wants down and wants to be held at the same time. He can't be pleased when he is this miserable. Ian described his strength to a rolling crocodile! It takes two people to change his diapers. One to hold him down and one to take care of the diaper. Too strong for his own good at this point in his life...

Ian got his teething toys into the fridge yesterday so at 6am here is Liam with his seal toy chewing away... Poor kid.

This weekend we are supposed to go visit our friend, Rupert, but I am so scared that Liam isn't going to improve and I am not going to get rid of this cold. I hate having concrete plans for a long period of time then having to break them. We still have another 24 hours to decide what we will do. I want to go so bad, but a long drive with a crying Liam is not the best situation. Plus taking my cold to someone else's house. Plus I got no work done this week so I should probably work Saturday. Uhg!