I'm typing one-handed because Elijah is being held with the other arm.
I had such plans for today: a bit of toy shopping, a bit of sewing, a bit of knitting and a few other things. Well I've got none of it done, as Elijah has been so temperamental today.
I thought it was going to be a great day, as he'd had about nine hours sleep overnight, however, he refused to sleep until 1:30pm. And he wouldn't be put down anywhere, or he'd scream. I didn't think he'd be so unsettled, otherwise I'd have had the Calmarap ready, so instead, he's been in my arms all day. Yes, that includes sleeping - I tried putting him down once and the screaming was unbearable. And I'd put him in the wrap now, except he's been spewing everywhere, so it'd only mean I'd have to wash it and then it wouldn't be dry for when I really need it tomorrow.
So I'm sitting here, hungry, because I haven't been able to make myself lunch, typing one-handed and waiting, not very patiently, for the Daddy to get home and give my arm a rest.