Sorry for falling off the blog-wagon last week. Sleep deprivation is a real, terrible, evil, no-good, very bad thing, and I’m doing my best to conquer it.
No, the cereal is not working. The bedtime routine does squat, apparently. Baby Boy and I are still up every two hours, except OOH, OOH, IT GETS BETTER: we were up every HOUR and sometimes every 30 MINUTES for the last couple of nights.
Please send sympathy. And mini-bags of cheesies.