Well last night was the best night ever in the past 7 days of his life. Being that I got about an hour of sleep the night before, I actually got 9 hours of sleep! I basically told Ray “I am sorry but don’t wake me up” but truth to the matter is Sho was real good no tantrums nothing, no outbursts, no freak crying. I guess the docs advice and wisdom paid off. Being a father again is fun.
In English, I want to sleep. Last night by far was the worse of all seven days Sho has been alive. I felt anger, regret, thoughts of suicide, sadness, more anger and more suicide. Nothing, absolutely nothing could make Sho sleep last night and stop from crying. He was never quiet for more than 30 minutes or so and I probably got about an hour total in sleep. What do you do when a baby is going buckwild and you can’t ask the guy “what’s wrong?”. To make matters worse yesterday happened to be raul’s birthday so we went out drinking, nothing worse than burning-out to sounds of a baby screaming as if his eyes are being eaten out. It never ended, luckily we had a date with the pediatrician so we got some answers. Turns out most likely something Ray ate made Sho not so much, so we got the breast pump and backup milk in the fridge now so it doesn’t happen again. Ok I am too tired I am out. I pray Sho is happy today and my burrito con sho stays warm.
We finally finished installing the Gokubuto kit on Bolo’s ruckus today. Looks pretty sick and rides well too, I don’t even think the 8″ fatty effected the speed too much either. This has been a long time coming for Bolo but his dream finally came through, all it took was some cash, a lil elbow grease and some ghetto fab. Big ups to Gary at Design Craft for fabbing up the header for us.
Last night was tougher than last night, for some reason Sho couldn’t sleep the normal eat, or “clean my poop” didn’t do the trick. I don’t know why, but he just couldn’t sleep so there was a stretch of time he was awake from like 3-5am. I can’t say for certain because the last few nights have made me feel like I am taking crazy pills. Half the time I am awake I don’t know I am, by the time I really wake up for work I dont even know if I changed him once or twice etc. In the end I gave up last night and had to let Ray handle it, but when I woke up this morning I actually felt good, lucky that I am not a 8-5 salaryman otherwise I probably would have been fires for being late too many times. In the end I don’t feel like Sho is wearing me out, I am still more than happy to see him when I wake up, devil or no devil. Only concellation I get is I get to get this guy back by blowing my bad breathe back at him. Who has the last laugh now little man?
Last night was hell initially, started off really crappy since Sho wouldn’t crash, he just wouldnt sleep for more than 15-20 minutes. I eventually figured out the magical “blue line” that indicates a wet diaper is “not so much”. Hence never rely on gauges whether it be for a car, a ruckus, and even a “N” sized Pamper better to see for yourself. But today ended well, Sho got his first breathe of fresh air since leaving the hospital to visiting the pediatrician. Another good thing is he finally graduated from newborn to baby since his bellybutton “chad” fell off (actually ahead of schedule). So though today started off poorly it ended strong.
From Sho’s first visit to the pediatrician. Thanks Dr. Nakashima.
Last night was hell. The call AFTER the storm.
