Grant is possessed by a demon. That is the ONLY thing that can explain it.
He’s getting his top two teeth, and I thought his teething was bad before. It was NOTHING. The boy and I have gotten no sleep all week. The baby cries constantly…whether that be in my lap, or on the floor, or while playing. He’s miserable, and beating the crap out of everything in frustration. Tylenol doesn’t work, teething tablets don’t work, teething toys get thrown, cuddling is not possible, he’s just not himself. It’s so sad, and it’s hard because I cannot do ANYTHING to help him. He looks at me like I should be making it stop, and then beats me in the face because I’m not doing what I am supposed to do.
He’s finally asleep right now, for an hour and a half now…thank GOD. He’s usually sleeping in bed with us and moaning and thrashing and drooling and sneezing and fevering.
HOWEVER this weekend is the Woman’s Conference at church. I have a date tonight with my friend Deneena…we are going to be attending the conference with all my friends and then her and I have a hotel room and we’re going to give each other pedicures and swim and do silly girly things.
I CANNOT WAIT. I need to not have a crying child for awhile.
I do have to say, that I lasted all week without losing my mind, even on no sleep. Thank you medication. 
