Not much to report. Jack still has a fever, and is cranky as hell in between being the sweetest baby alive. At least he has stopped sleeping on me – he actually doesn’t want much to do with me at night now but he does wake frequently, so I’m still very tired.
At least I’m back at work today. Working at home with a sick baby is not easy. He did sleep quite a bit, and he is easily entertained by books that he pretends to read to himself, so I did manage to get some work done.
Jack woke up screaming this morning and wouldn’t calm down for a good 15 minutes – finally sitting on the bed and singing to him while rubbing his back seemed to help. He stopped crying all of a sudden and then started chatting with me. What the hell goes on in that head, I wonder?