Well, it’s not really a wound, but it’s amazing how fast little Caleb did a 180 in the way he is. The first 5 months, he was tough. I’ll be honest. Always crying, couldn’t be left alone, vomiting like the exorcist. Never sleeping, 5 minute cat naps. Always hungry. It was crazy. I was tired. And cranky. While I loved it overall, and was so happy with be blessed with another little one, I really had to remind myself if this almost all the time. And it worked for the most part, but it wasn’t all daisies and gum drops.
Then, out of the blue…he was awesome. I guess the reflux lessened? I don’t know, but now, he’s a prince. I really mean it. Laughing, smiling, playful. He’s a dream. He jumps in his jumper, he sits and plays with this toys, he walks all over the place in his little care. He’s an absolute joy. He doesn’t turn in early, but he’ll sleep 9 hours a night. He’s eating real food and he take 2-3 naps a day..for at least a half an hour each! He is amazing. It’s a real joy. The first 5 mos are a distant memory and we are enjoying every minute of having this doll.
It shows you that things change. There are ups and downs. Good times and bad. Life isn’t always perfect, but do your best to embrace it all and try to see the good in it, while dealing with and learning from the bad. We have a good boy now, a really good boy.
Life is good. And thank God…I hated being cranky all the time… ;o)