It started out dark and early around 5:45 with Wesley waking up. Followed by a mouse running across the living room. A MOUSE! Ugh.
Thankfully Nick was home to help get it out of the house (hopefully). Nick was also around to help take the boys to the clinic for Wesley's 9 month check up. A few things:
1) Wesley hates being poked/prodded. Especially naked in a cold doctor's office.
2) Three times now I've had an annoyingly bad experience with the airman who does the growth stats.
3) Waiting for 45+ minutes in a cold room for the (new) pediatrician (that I don't really care for) while Wesley screams as loud as he can, just barely keeping himself from vomiting sucks. Heck of a run-on sentence, huh?
Also, Wesley refused his morning nap and only slept barely a hour in the afternoon. He was so tired and grumpy today. Which reminds me...having an extremely temperamental, high needs baby is hard. Especially if that baby hates being cuddled or calmed.
I sure hope teething is to blame. I'm tired.