Colic has returned and it's worse than ever. Specifically - from 8pm - 8am. It's going to kill me. It might also take my dad with it, who was nice enough to come down and let me sleep an entire night. Seeing that I had only slept 4-5 hours in two days...and 4 of those was in one night. Just saying.
He's almost 3 months, he's almost 3 months, he's almost 3 months.
I hope it's like magic. November 3 could not come soon enough!
(and y'all know I'm not big on shirts that say things - but I genuinely enjoyed putting him in this one yesterday - so appropriate!)