Yesterday was one of the rougher days we have had in a long time. Carter's teething makes him so crabby. He woke at 4:30am. I got him back to sleep for another 2 hours and then he was up pretty much most of the day minus a few short catnaps. He wanted to be held and rocked all day. Whenever I put him down, he screamed. Hopefully, he'll be feeling better for his baptism this weekend.
Needless to say, I was very happy to go to my class at Century. I realized part way through class that I had several baby spit-up stains on my sweater. It's a good thing most of the other students are also parents, so they probably didn't think it was that odd.