Insomnia

Paxton didn't sleep well at all today. He woke up early in the morning crying and uncomfortable. He was due for his next dose of Tylenol and Oxycodone so Susanne originally thought that this was the problem. She would hold him until he would settle down and close his eyes. The second she would try to lay him back down, he would start crying again. She decided to sit with him while he fell back asleep. She held him for at least an hour and a half. By the time he opened his eyes again, it was time to set him up with his next feeding.

All day, he fought going to bed. He just couldn't get comfortable. He had a very sensitive stomach and ended up vomiting at least five times within the course of the day. It was a new experience for both Susanne and Paxton. They were used to the vomit coming out of both his nose and mouth. Now, the vomit just came straight out of his mouth and she meant literally straight out of his mouth. The amount of force that was behind it, seemed unnatural. It was projectile and there was a lot of it. It almost seemed fake. It reminded Susanne of the pie eating contest scene from "Stand By Me" when Lardass initiated the start of the Barf-o-rama. Yucko! Luckily, Paxton didn't seem to too bothered by the disturbing episodes as much as he used to be. Susanne could only guess that it was because he didn't have the burning sensation from the vomit going up into his nose. There always seemed to be a positive side to every situation...no matter how bad.

Susanne and Moppy were hoping to lounge around all day. They thought that they would have plenty of time to relax, but that was not the case with Paxton being out of sorts like he was. They were kept busy with the multiple loads of laundry that needed to be done. Susanne honestly spent most of her day holding Paxton. Not that she minded holding her sweet boy, but she was concerned that he was so uncomfortable and wasn't getting any sleep. She tried everything from burping him, elevating his pack-n-play more, switching the side he was laying on, and trying to tire him out by playing with him for longer periods of time. Nothing worked! She couldn't even finish getting ready for the day because he required her total and complete attention. There was one point during the day when he was so restless in his bed that she had to go over to check up on him to make sure he was okay. She said in a low voice, "What are you doing?". He immediately turned to her and laughed. He continued to laugh anytime she said anything to him. He was being so silly, but just not able to get settled.

The other time-consuming part of the day was the endless amount of diaper changes that occurred. Paxton probably held a world record today for the highest number of dirty pampers. He had so many that the wipes almost ran out. By the end of the night, they were having to be rationed out.

During the down times, Moppy and Susanne tried to prepare for tomorrow's departure back to Virginia. It was always difficult to pack too early because they usually needed most of the stuff right up until the minute they were walking out of the door. Hopefully, they would get it together. Having an 8:30am flight would sure make this more difficult. Good Luck Ladies!