This morning, I find myself to be extremely tired. My neck and back are all tensed up from sleeping and my weird dreams that I had all night long. So, when it came time to wake up and take care of my son... I wasn't so enthusiastic. It's been over an hour and I'm still longing for my bed and my eyes are longing to close... I mean, inspect the inside of my eye lids for a long period of time. I'm exhausted!
Anyways, Little Mister woke up at about 7:30am. I'm pretty much ok with this time of waking up, though if he'd wait a half hour, I'm pretty sure it would make all the difference for me. I can't complain... he slept for 12 1/2 hours straight (without waking up at all) last night. I'm pretty proud of that. Anyways, he woke up that early and I was still in bed. I listened to him whine and play on his monitor and I just laid there yawning, wondering if there was any hope of him falling back to sleep. Honestly, with such a full diaper, it's not good for him to fall back to sleep... it means more laundry for me.
So after about a half hour, I finally got up, got his breakfast together and went to get him up. I walked in there, looking down at him, noticing that his butt was completely bare. Panic came over me as I thought about our Tug Boat fiasco and thinking about how much MORE nauseating it would be to have the same issue in his bed! Thankfully, no poop to be found... HALLELUJAH! There's some question as to whether or not he peed in his bed, or if the wetness I found was tears. To be safe, I'm still doing laundry.
Even now the memory of him playing with his diaper haunts me!
So the moral of this story is... You hear parents everywhere talk about all the issues their kids get into when they're QUIET. You never hear about when they're talking, whining, or just plain being loud.
So yes... beware of the quiet noises, but don't forget those loud ones too!

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