Yesterday was Myra's 8th month birthday. We went all out with the celebration, let me tell you. It started with a trip to my dentist office for my cleaning. Then, we went to JC's doctor because he has had some tummy trouble for a while now. Thankfully, she didn't think it was anything major. Basically, he has some food issues that we're trying to figure out through process of elimination. We've cut out most processed food, and are trying to get to the root of the problem. It was very relieving to find out that he's okay, but I'm not sure it was much of a 3/4 year celebration for Myra Mae.
Myra is such a content baby...as long as life is on her terms. Ha! Whoever coined the phrase, "sleeping like a baby" clearly had NEVER spent a single night with a baby. Ever. Ever. Because babies, they don't sleep. At least mine don't. JC started sleeping through the night about 5 nights a week at 6 weeks old. Then, he hit a spell from about 10 months until 2 where he was awake at least once a night. It was exhausting.
Or so I thought.
Then, we met Myra.
She will sleep for 6 hours once a month, then try to make up for it by staying awake all night long the other 29 days. She's been sleeping in 2 hour increments for about a month now, and I am freaking exhausted.
It's a good thing she's so cute!
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