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"Mischief is your middle name, but your first is friend. You are quite the prankster that loves to make other people laugh."
I'm not sure how accurate that is, I mean - I like to consider myself a good friend - but I don't think I'm much of a prankster. But I do love snapdragons...take the quiz and tell me what you are!
...you're lying in bed at 2 a.m. because your baby won't sleep and you're formulating the words for your next blog in your head.
And why is it that when I lay her down in her crib, she waits until I'm all snuggly in my bed to start crying again?
*YAWN*
So, I have sort of made a pact with myself to post more blogs that will include more of the unpleasantries of life. Not to make us all miserable, but because I am counting this as a journal of sorts - and I feel like I need to document it all - the good, the bad, AND the ugly. Plus, I got a lot of responses that I'm not alone, etc. So I think it's sorta' nice to lay it all out there - so we can all feel a little more normal in our bad moments.
So, with that said, I have to confess. I let Anna roll off my bed yesterday. I had just fed her, and she was almost asleep so I laid her on my bed cuz we were getting ready to leave for church - I didn't want to lay her in her crib then have to get her up 5 minutes later to leave. Anyway, I got dressed then went into the bathroom to do Haylie's hair - totally forgot that I left Anna in my room. All I heard was a thump and knew what happened.
She cried for a couple minutes - I cried for a couple minutes. But she was totally ok. I just could've kicked myself - you know? Everybody knows you don't lay an 8 month old on a bed. DUH!!
Ok - sorry my last post was a bit of a downer - but thank you to those of you who helped me realize that I am most definitely not alone! We had two bad nights and two bad days. And amazingly, once Anna started sleeping again, I was able to handle Haylie's moods again!
And to redeem myself, I thought I'd post this video we took the other night when Haylie was supposed to be quieting down for bed. Right. It's a little dark until we realized we should turn on the light - but you'll get a kick out of Miss Anna. She does love her big sister...
I usually like to keep my posts pretty upbeat. I try to focus on the positive. I try. Not today. Anna started sleeping through the night when she was 3 months old. I know, I know, that was pure luck. But it has been sooo nice! Then, in July, she started waking up every couple of hours when we were at my mom's house. Ugh. AND, I had to feed her every time she got up because there were other people in the house that I didn't want her to wake up - so the easiest way to quiet her was to feed her. Anyway, when we got home from vacation, she sprung two teeth within a week of each other, and I refused to feed her at night anymore. So the last month, she's been back to normal - sleeping all night, etc. Until 2 nights ago. Once again, every couple of hours. And to make matters worse, she has started pulling herself up in her crib - but once she gets up, she doesn't know how to get back down - so she screams until someone comes to rescue her. So, again, to quiet her, I fed her, etc. Last night, I made up my mind again that I was not going to feed her in the middle of the night - we're not starting that now! Between the hours of 11 and 2, Haylie got up 3 times. Why? I have no idea. But she insists on being carried back into her bed. Fine. Then at 2, Anna wakes up. I gently lay her back down and tell her it is time for bed. She cries, stands up, I lay her back down. This goes on for about 30 minutes during which time I feel like my right eyeball is going to pop out of my head - is it a stress headache? Is it a "I need more sleep" headache? Whatever. I go take some ibuprofen and leave her in her room to cry. Eric got up to try and calm her. He ended up in her room with her for about 20 minutes rubbing her back when I finally went in and told him that he should leave her - we can't create middle-of-the-night habits like that. So I gave her a dose of Tylenol and miraculously, she stopped crying and went back to sleep. I know that I've been incredibly spoiled up to this point, in that I have had some of the best sleeping babies ever. I think that is what makes it more difficult to handle.
Then, on top of that, my sweet little 3 year old has been replaced by some alien creature I do not know. I feel like all I do all day long is argue with her. It doesn't matter what the topic, it seems like everything I ask her to do turns into an epic battle. For example, if we're getting ready to leave the house, I'll ask her to go potty. Her response 9 times out of 10 is this: "I already went yesterday!" Umm...yeah...you gotta go potty more than once a day. Then I either have to drag her to the toilet myself or threaten a time out. Again, I realize that this is normal 3-year-old behavior and I know it could be worse. But, I'm not used to it, and I'm sleep-deprived so I am having a bit of trouble coping.
I love being a mom and I love my girls. I just don't particularly like them right now.
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