Back to life, Back to reality

I'm sitting here listening to Jax cry and it's breaking my heart. We finally got back to Fayetteville yesterday after all kinds of flight drama. And now, I am having to deal with a baby who hasn't slept in his own crib in two weeks. And who also slept with us most of the nights we were in Clovis. (Don't judge me!). He had so much trouble sleeping and because we were sharing a room, we couldn't sleep if he was crying so he ended up in our bed. All that to say, he's not a happy camper being back in his own crib. I was really hoping that he would feel warm and cozy in such a familiar place, but I think he got so spoiled while we were there that it doesn't matter that he's hone now. I hate listening to him cry but I know that he has to figure out how to sleep by himself again. I just don't feel comfortable having him scream for a really long time. UGH! I don't really know what to do. Ryan is keeping me strong and letting me cry into his shoulder while I listen to Jax cry in his room. Sometimes being a parent really sucks.

I wanna let ya'll know about our dramatic time flying home, but I have no energy to write anything else for now. I'll try to update tomorrow. Have a great night ya'll!!