When we put Elijah down for bed tonight, both David and I breathed a sigh of relief. We looked at each other, and both agreed that today Elijah had the fussiest, whiniest, cryiest day of his entire life thus far, and we were both completely exhausted from it.
Elijah woke early at 6:30 and fussed in his crib until we got him up at 7:30. He only ate a little breakfast and continued on with his fussing while we got ready for church not wanting us to put him down for even a second. He fussed through his morning nap, and woke up after just 30 minutes of sleep crying loudly. He fussed at lunch and only wanted to eat a little again. He did finally take a good nap this afternoon, but only after fussing to go down. He woke up crying again, but was happy to have a cookie and milk for snack. I took him to play with his friend Roman, and he cried several times when Roman took his toy or when he couldn't stand up or something equally as tragic. He fussed at dinner and absolutely refused to eat anything other than yogurt and applesauce. He fussed in his bath which is extremely atypical (this is usually his favorite time of the day) and then fussed when we put him down to bed.
I sincerely hope he is teething or just having an off day. Lord I pray for sweet Elijah that you will comfort him and help him to rest in You.
So the other reason for this post- in the midst of a terribly fussy day, Elijah was as cute as ever in his little red gunnysack jumper outfit.
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