I haven't posted anything this week because I've been living by the philosophy "if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all." It's just been a tough week with Josiah being very uncomfortable and inconsolable , high fevers, low blood sugars, and NO answers. I'm happy to say that at least he has seemed the past two days to be more comfortable and much easier to console. In fact yesterday I even got a glimpse of "normal baby" fussiness and it was delightful. Josiah was over tired and fighting sleep, rubbing the back of his hand on his eyes. He was comforted by me holding him, but would cry again as soon as I would attempt to sit down with him. I remember hours of that with my girls. They would only be happy in my arms if I were standing up. This still makes no sense to me, but somehow they always knew the minute I sat down. That's what Josiah was doing for me yesterday. He would fall asleep in my arms so I would sit and he would immediately wake up. What would normally be a frustrating scenario allowed me a glimpse of "normal baby" and made me so happy. So I stood! I think Josiah is going to win a lot of those battles!