Exhausted Mama Needs Sleep!

Can I just say that I am pretty sure I've never been so excited for Christmas break. Last night I had my parents pick Braylen up at 12:45, yes that was a.m. This has been going on for almost a month, and I'm about to lose my brain. I'm hoping that over break we can get onto some sort of schedule, if that is even possible. Here are tips that I looked up that don't work for little Braylen:

• Baby massage: baby massage is great. I know that if someone were to give me a fantastic massage, I would fall asleep right away without even a thought in my head. However, Braylen is apparently not into relaxing with some lavendar lotion.
• A schedule: It is impossible to get your baby on a schedule when he does not want it to happen. I'm so excited for a bedtime routine, he seems to relax and falls asleep, then twenty minutes later he wakes up as though he has just slept 20 hours. I wish I could sleep for 20 hours.
• Gas drops: Let's be honest, these only work if your baby is gassy. As Jim would say, "this baby is the devil incarnate." He is so drama.

Maybe I should try checking out some sleep books from the library. Not that I think at this point anything will work.

Things I keep telling myself:

• This too shall pass: I know it won't last forever. I mean, Ava only didn't sleep for the first two years of her life. Surely Jim and I have gotten to be better parents since then.
• At four months, his cute little baby booty is crying it out. Sorry Bray, you are the cutest little boy, but once that glorious moment comes when you are four months old, you are learning to self-soothe.
• Karma hates me. I'm not exactly sure what I have done sometime in my life, but I must have done something becuase never have ever had a child that liked to sleep. And, I like to sleep! I love to sleep! In college I slept all of the time. I blame my husband. He's got the energy of ten people.
• There has to be some resource out there that can help. I just haven't found this miracle person/thing yet. I will just have to keep looking.

Two glorious, amazing, stupendous weeks off. What's in store: maybe sleep, maybe a little book ordering, maybe some present opening? All I know is that none of these can come fast enough.