I'm not crazy. Really. I'm not.

We made another trip to the doctor today. I'm not happy that Bug has another ear infection, but it was a relief to know I'm not crazy. I'm not imagining the change to his normally happy behavior (look at that face!). The fussing, crying and picky eating is all coming from the same source. With all of the holiday activities and family stuff going on, it's been difficult to see the fine line between the problems caused by the change in routine or something else. But today was the final straw. I knew there was the distinct possibility that I would be paying $100 for the doctor to tell me that everything was fine, but I was determined to have him check everything possible. In the last few weeks, Bug has gone from sleeping through the night to waking a couple times to waking up between midnight and 2 and only sleeping if I'M HOLDING HIM. I love his soft sweet cuddles and it's hard sometimes to give them up. If I don't I'm going to lose my mind. It's nice to know that there's a reason behind the rapid deterioration of his sleep habits. And that there should be decent night's sleep somewhere in the future.

I'm realizing though that this doctor's appointment is leading us down a familiar road. Ear tubes. It's been exactly a month since the last infection was diagnosed. And there's a pretty good possibility that he's had this one for two weeks already. (Bug wouldn't sit still for the last test and we couldn't get a reading.) That means we are starting month 2 of the 3 month process before we will be sent to the specialist. Luckily, we really like our ENT and I know what to expect. Unfortunately that also means that this whole process will fall in the middle of our trip to Texas. Let's hope and pray that we don't have a 10 month old with fluid in his ears on the plane. That would be a nightmare.