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I am exhausted. Deliriously exhausted. Jonah has been waking up at night for the past month and it has gotten 10 times worse over the past two weeks. For example: Monday night he went to bed at 830. he woke up at 1030, 1130, 1, 215, 4 and 5 and was then up for the day. When I say "wake up" I mean he wakes up crying. All the obvious things have been checked: diaper, fever, hunger, etc. I give him tylenol, nothing changes. I give him motrin, nothing changes. He is teething, I already knew that but he has been teething FOREVER and it's never been this bad. I can't believe I've still been able to work 40 hours a week but I finally gave up Tuesday morning and took him in to the doctor.

You'll remember the fact that his white count was elevated last week at his check up. Well its the same, but now he has a white spot on his tonsil. The poor guy's throat hurts! She says it's either strep or mono. Mono?!?! Apparently it's very uncommon for little babies to get mono, but we're to test for it anyway, since he's showing NO signs or symptoms of being sick, except the crying and waking up at night. And they are testing for a UTI as well. I won't know anything until tomorrow. So, not only are ALL of his teeth moving and at least two are cutting in, he's sick. Lovely. At least he's happy as a clam during the day (when I'm not around to enjoy it).

Tomorrow, my dad has spinal fusion surgery to repair a herniated disc in his neck. He hasn't had any kind of surgery in 25 years so we're all a bit nervous. Say a prayer for him!

Friday, my dad comes home.

Saturday we (me, Jonah, mom & dad) leave for up north for a week.

This trip was planned way before the surgery even came up and my dad still wants to go, so we go. I guess it's better to recover on the beach then couped up at home.

So, there is my life the past few weeks. I say again, I'm exhausted...and I mean it. And slightly jealous of all those people who's babies just (surprise!) popped a tooth one day.

Sara