last night was a bad night sleep wise around here. mikey's reflux was bugging him, he kept waking up to burp or spit up. garrett was up with him for an hour, i was up with him for an hour or two. he wanted to eat more than normal. this morning, when the time came to face the day, i couldn't. my body was protesting doing anything but being in bed. my arms were so sore, i couldn't even hold the baby right. my back is killing, i could go on, but i'll spare you. garrett was working but he was kind enough to rock the baby to try and get him to sleep & that worked for a while. then, he had to switch it up, so he put mikey in the swing.
our 14 year old swing that has been handed down from 2 sisters and approximately 5 kids. [although i think holly didn't use it with will because of the rickety factor.] this swing isn't quiet. and when we first set it up, i wanted to talk garrett into getting a different one. the ones they make in this decade are much smaller and not as loud. in the end, we kept it. and now, i'm kinda glad it is loud, i don't want mikey getting finicky about noise.
this morning though, this swing has been a life saver. he's been in it for almost 2 hours. he hasn't always been asleep, but he hasn't cried. not once. a little while ago, he woke up and i sat and watched him smile as he fell back to sleep. i love this baby so dang much, i can't stand it.