Snuggle up, butter cup!

Little I was sick with a fever this past week. Thankfully it’s gone, but those two days weren’t very fun. He tried so hard to be happy, as his Babcia would say, “he doesn’t want to cry”, but would still end up whining and wanting to be held. So that’s what we did, hung around at home, being held! He’s feeling much better now and back to his old self, with the exception of his sleep. He’s now decided that he would like to get up and eat every three hours again. What happened to my 7 and 8 hours of sleep each night? I miss those days!!! I have no idea how to get him back to that place, mainly because he was the one who put himself there in the first place. I can only pray he turns a corner soon.