Mommies have bad days too.
So my peanut didn’t want to go to sleep until midnight last night. She fussed from 10-12 straight and nothing seemed to work. I nursed her for a good 70 of the 120 minutes, changed her diaper, rocked her, sang to her, cuddled her, walked around with her, put her in the swing and NOTHING worked. Shortly after 12 I swaddled her and bounced on the yoga ball with her on my lap and she quieted down a bit, and shortly after feel asleep. Needless to say it was a very trying night. Then at 5am we got a mini-thunderstorm which had me and Steve running around closing all the windows, and at 6am the peanut was up again. Usually that wouldn’t be a big deal but we had to get up at 6:30am today for a doctor’s appointment/car appointment so I was really hoping she’d go until 6:30 so I could have that extra bit of sleep. Fat chance. So we fed the kiddies and headed to the appointment. At least we made it early, and were out of the doctor’s office by the 8:30 appointment time. Then we walked the block to our mechanic and got the car, grabbed a latte and headed home.
Once home, my hubby headed off to work and I went in to what would be a morning of torture. Lillian was tired because of her 6:30 wake up call and not too pleased. She fussed and cried at every little thing (drama queen). She ate her lunch and then didn’t want to sleep despite being obviously tired. I put her in her bed and three times I had to go upstairs and put her back in the bed. Okay I only had to tell her to go back to bed but still, I had to go up to the 2nd floor from the basement. Finally I gave up and brought her down and put her in the bed in the basement. Guest room = no toys and she only came out of that bed once. While all this was going on Katrina was screaming her head off, again for no reason. She was fed, changed, cuddled, and all, she just didn’t like to be left while I dealt with Lillian. Buy the last time I put Lillian in bed I couldn’t take it anymore and just started to cry along with both of them. Baby screaming, toddler crying because she didn’t want to sleep, and mom crying because she just couldn’t take it anymore. I’m sure we were quite the site.
Once Lillian finally fell asleep and Katrina ate, again, and went into a little milk coma I headed upstairs and did something I’m not supposed to do, but I don’t care. Today it was do it, or I swear I was going to slap someone. So to the right to the right, look at the Training Widget box to the right –>
Endorphins are my friend! Just don’t tell my hubby or my doctor since I haven’t been given the go ahead yet, but my God it felt great, and I am so back!