We are having a hard time getting Morgan adjusted to the time difference and to his new environment. Sorry I haven’t posted, but the little guy is crying non-stop and sleep is a foreign concept to us all at this point.
Today, I couldn’t get him out of the stroller after attempting a walk around the block in the hopes he would stop crying. The walk went great…but the darn latch to the stroller would not release. Having had no sleep and being at the end of my mommy rope I called a neighbor in tears and her husband came over to unhook the poor kid so that I could get him out. Turns out on the Mclaren strollers, you have to push the front and the back of the latch. SHEEEZ. Fortunately my friend’s hubby didn’t laugh at me crying with a trapped baby. He took it in stride.
Jeremy is back at work today and I am the solo parent. Morgan has his first doctor’s appt tomorrow…hoping to find out what to do about the constipation, scratching ears and face…and general adjustment problems.
Yes–future adoptive mommys…it ain’t all roses. There are very hard days when you are getting used to all of the changes.
ok…back to the howling little man.