Oh I’m tired!

I am soooo sosososo sooo tired! I know, babies do that to you. But really I haven’t been this tired since Jack’s colic. The stupid thing about though is it’s my own fault. I’ve been trying to transition Jack into his own room. He’s too big for his co-sleeper. He’s been sleeping in bed with us, but he is starting to move around too much, and I’m afraid he’ll get caught under a pillow or blanket or something. So all week I’ve put Jack down in his crib. He always wakes up between 11-12 and that’s when I’d usually take him out of the co-sleeper and into my bed. In his crib, he’s been sleeping longer, not waking up until after 12:30 even.

Now here’s the “I’m-the-stupid-one” part. I sit up and wait for him to wake up. After worrying that he wouldn’t sleep in his crib, it turns out that I’m the one who can’t sleep without him! He cries for a few minutes and I jump up and bring him back into my room. It always feels like he’s crying forever, but I timed it, I last about 2 to 3 minutes but I think he’s been crying for 15. I’m also tired because my sleep training came after being super busy. This past weekend, we met Giacomo’s newest friend, saw an awesome concert, celebrated a bridal and baby shower, and explored the Summer Fancy Food Show in NYC.

Jack and Quinn

Friday we went up to meet Quinn Daniel, my cousins newest addition. The little precious just turned one month this past weekend. He is so tiny and sweet. I’ve already forgotten when Jack was so small. Quinn’s brother Brodie is one year older than Jack, and he’s just starting to talk more and really showcase his personality. It was so cute watching the little ones interact. Jack was so curious about Quinn. He just wanted to touch and look at him. I’m so happy that they all have each other, built-in friends for years to come. My cousins were my closest friends growing up, and I’m so lucky that they are these constant rocks in my life, friends I know I will always have and count on.

Matt also finally got to use his birthday gift this weekend. He cashed in his tickets to see his favorite band, Rush. You may or may not have heard of Rush. They are very polarizing, and people either really love or really hate them. I usually explain them by referencing I Love You, Man. Rush is the band the guys are obsessed with in that movie. I used to be pretty indifferent to them, but after so many years of listening I actually like them quite a bit now. They are three of the most talented musicians, and their drummer is indisputably one of, if not the best drummer of all time. They’ve been around forever and this could supposedly be their farewell tour, so I’m happy we got to see their concert one more time. Rainy tailgating and classic rock made for a very late, but very fun night.

I’d have loved to sleep in the next day, but weddings and babies were to be celebrated. For the baby shower, I was not able to make my baby wardrobe or book bird house, but I did make a diaper bouquet. The bouquet is very easy and a little different from the traditional diaper cake. I used a mason jar as a vase, mainly because I saw these beautiful purple hard and wanted a reason to buy a case, but the jars actually hold the diaper roses beautifully. This is so simple to make and looks beautiful, all you need is a jar or vase, wooden skewers, green and pink tissue paper, diapers, and rubber bands. I’ll post the super easy how-to later.

Follow all that up that with walking over through the Javits Center for the Summer Fancy Food Show. I go every year to see what’s new and to make new connections with people.  Most vendors at the show are looking to sell their product to retailers, but they’ve always been super nice and excited to showcase their products. Except this year. Not all, but a lot wanted nothing to do with me and my co-workers once they saw we were suppliers and not retailers. I’m not sure why. I get that I couldn’t buy cases of their products, but I can certainly buy them off the shelf as a consumer. Oh well. I’ll stick to buying nice people’s products.

So busy weekends and lots of sleepless nights means I am exhausted. I’m glad it’s a 3 day weekend. Maybe by Monday I’ll be able to let Jack sleep in his room without running to check on him every 10 minutes.

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