She wouldn’t stop fussing. The second you would stop the pacingswingingmovement, the whine would start back up again.
Teething?
Growth spurt?
Hungry?
Gas?
Diaper on too tight?
Too loose?
Too hot?
Too cold?
Stuffed up nose from her never-ending cold?
Nope. Raging like a mini-teenager, nothing soothed her.
Stripped screws, bent nails, split boards- all easier to fix than a crying baby that can’t show you what’s wrong.
She rubs her eyes- once. Then again.
Overtired- but fighting sleep with every fiber of her being. Battling against her drooping eyelids.
Finally (FINALLY), she falls asleep in my lap in the rocking chair, and I don’t dare move a muscle, or even breathe too deeply in case I would wake her. I offer up a little prayer that the squeaky chair isn’t too loud and that a 30 minute nap will bring back my happy baby instead of her miserable twin.
But within minutes? Just like that?
The last hour is forgotten as I study the line of her cheeks, the fluttering of her lashes and the crease in her elbows. And suddenly I don’t mind so much having to deal with the miserable baby because I also get the opportunity to watch the happy baby sleep.
6am-6:30 Drag self out of a warm bed and flail arms in an attempt to exercise (Succeeding only 4 of the 7 days)
6:30-7:00 Wake up and feed an entirely too chipper Li
7:00-7:15 Shower
7:15-7:30 Dry hair…I’ve got a lot of hair.
7:30-7:45 Frantically search for an outfit for work, attempt make-up and a hairstyle, wake up Li who managed to sneak in a nap
7:45-8:00 Dress Li in cuter clothes than I have, and somehow get out the door
8:15 Drop Li off at daycare
8:30 Arrive at work
Work, work, work
11:00 Lunch
Work, work, work
4:30 Rush out the door for daycare while trying to avoid last minute requests and the view of my boss
4:45 Pick up happy Li
5:00 Arrive home and feed a now screaming Li
5:45 Think about making dinner
6:15 Greet husband with a fresh martini and eat freshly made dinner…or go out to dinner…whatever
7:00 Play with a happy Li
8:00 Feed a now screaming Li a snack
9:00 Bathe a suddenly dirty Li and try to put her down for bed
9:45 Attempt to clean up the house
10:30 Consider blogging, or reading, or some other hobby, pass out instead.
It’s been a long week.
A long, long, long week.
Posts to come, once I catch up on my sleep a bit.
