Oh, Eli, wish I could help. It sounds horrendous for you, and your poor wee one.
Mojo had returned, but has now been shown the door by my incredibly sore back. I don't know what I've done to it, but its agony. Waiting for a physio appointment, but I can feel DH getting annoyed by it all. Ugh.
Am so tempted by the idea of CC. For DD1. She's 5, for heaven's sake, and has never once, in her entire life, slept through the night. It drives me demented. DD2 is making it from about 8:30pm (here in continental Scotland we do it this way ) until 4:30am without a feed. To me this is heaven.
Had a lovely couple of weeks with my parents. I haven't seen them for years, and they just love the whole grandparent thing. I was given the chance to just relax for the first time in years, and it was bliss! Back to normal now. (FGS, I hadn't realised what a difference S&S and maintaining a shiny sink made until I came back after the week away with my parents - DH doesn't do any of that, and boy does it show!)
DD2 now has 2 teeth, still doesn't crawl. She gets everywhere, though, and I'm starting to panic about what she's managed to put in her mouth when I'm not looking. I keep finding newspaper and fliers with soggy edges and bits missing. Bad, bad mother.