Smoked cheese pig

Wow, do I feel like a bag of crap. I was the last one in the house to catch the cold that's been circulating since just after Christmas, and somehow I got it ten times worse than anyone else. I have a double ear infection that's left me feeling like my head is underwater and I just don't want to do much of anything. Here's hoping the antibiotic cocktail my doctor gave me will make me feel human again.

The Grady weaning thing has turned ugly. About four days after he started refusing to nurse, he started asking for it again. Aggressively. Like trying to rip my shirt of and screaming at my boobs. Alas, there is no more milk to be had, and if there is I'm not giving it up with manners like that. So I've stood my ground, and G has retaliated by cutting out his daily nap. He was falling asleep in his dinner tonight, but it's so clear he's winning this round. I guess I'm not going to have the last word here.