The Day the Music Died

Or just the King at least.
Yesterday was my birthday. The big 24.
We didnt really have money to celebrate. We took the baby and went to his parents house for some dinner.
I have a terrible sore throat. Is that a sign of whats yet to come in the 24th year of my life?
Probably.
Stewie's been pretty good lately. I guess he's not going to be popping anymore teeth soon. He's still got aweful runny stuffy nose all the time. That zertec aint workin one bit. I even use benydryl with it too. Sure Im overdosing my 9 month old, but I want him to breathe and stuff.
I krept into the crib with him during his late afternoon nap today. I figured it would help him sleep longer. It did, he slept for 2 hours. But I noticed that he has horrible breathing problems. I think this congestion shit is giving him sleep apnea.
I might start putting a pillow under his matress to help him breathe better. The only problem with that is he's constantly rolling around in his sleep now and he'd be off of it in no time.
Thats another thing, they say that once a baby can roll around in his sleep, its ok to let him sleep on the belly. Well my bright as a lightbulb child likes to sleep with his damn face smooshed in the matress. I always have to go in there when he starts whining, to move his damn head to the side. Ugh.