Longing For a Pink Slip

So much for a fresh start. Well, to be honest, it was a much better start today being that Reese was a huge help and woke up bright and cheery. Talan, however, is still in his funk. He screamed for 90% of the day yesterday. In the 10% that he was calm, it was only because he was asleep. Today he started off where yesterday ended for him. If he is awake, he is fussy and/or screaming. I thought it could be his stomach (and still think that may be it) so last night instead of nursing him I used frozen milk in case it was something I ate. Last night after getting him to sleep (finally) at about 10 he was up at 1am and then again, to eat this time, at 3:30am. And two short hours after I laid down it was time to get up for good. It was exhausting. Trying to deal with a child that is impossible to comfort on very little sleep is a nightmare. If throwing in the towel were an option I'd be hurling mine across the room right now. Take the towel (which is probably soaked in spit-up) and call me when you've got it under control. I'm over it. Someone tell me that being a Mom isn't the hardest job ever. I dare you.