The Confused Bird

We tried to sleep at the new house tonight!

Fail #1

There's a bird right outside my mom's window. It chirps all night long. We don't hear it during the day… just at night. The bird sucks.

Our son has turned into the confused bird. He falls asleep around 7, we go to bed around 9, and he wakes up at 10… and is up for good! Now, it wouldn't be so bad, because all he really does is watch TV and giggle, but he also makes poopie while we're sleeping and doesn't let us know.

For the past 3 days we've woken up to a full diaper and a rashed booty :(

We decided to let him sleep in the house a few times before we actually move into it, because he's not a huge fan of changes. Tonight was going to be our first night in the house, but once he fell asleep and woke up again, his booty was so bad that we had to get medicine. Medicine is at mom's house. So are our beds and Gabriel's safe spot.

We're at mom's tonight.

This is going to be a rough transition.

Until then, we have set an alarm for every 2 hours called "Poop Check."
He lives true to his nickname, Pooty Booty.