I look forward to the weekends like most Christians look forward to the second coming of Jesus. That being said, I wish last weekend would have never happened.
I would like a do-over, please.
Apparently Annie's ear ache started to cause pain, I really don't know what else could have made my usually chill baby scream like some scantily clad woman in a slasher movie. I have never heard cries like she was making in my entire life.
So Saturday night Annie was pretty happy during the day and especially happy around 8:30 when our evenings plans were altered by some family drama on Eric's side of the family which resulted in us having a house guest for the night (Eric's 16 year old brother). When Coty and Eric got home she oooed and ahhhed and laughed and smiled for them.
Then I made the mistake of trying to get her to go to sleep. She went to sleep around 11:00 and Eric and I went to bed about 11:30. Just as soon as we had both gotten comfortable enough to go to sleep, she woke up. I took her to her room to change her diaper and this is when the crying began. The crying was pretty persistent from then to like 1:50 when she finally passed out, only to wake back up at 4 and then 7. Somewhere around 12:15 I took her for a car ride in hopes that she would pass out, as she often does, but she fell asleep only to wake back up as soon as the car was parked in the drive way.
All this was really sucky, but I can deal with sleep deprivation. Even before Annie was born I was able to run on about 5 hours of sleep.
At 7 that morning, she woke up and I nursed her sitting in bed, since I couldn't go out to the couch in the living room like I usually do (since I am a nice wife and try not to disturb my husband's sleep too much) because there was a teenager asleep on it. After she was finished I sat her down on the bed to pick up her pacifier and she feel asleep in record time. I decided that I would lay back down too. So she slep inbetween Eric and I for almost 3 hours and it was the sweetest thing ever.
I have defintely started to understand the unconditional love mothers have for their children. As frustrating and disconcerting as the crying had been just a few hours before I found myself smiling at how cute she is as she slept where I should have been sleeping.
Things weren't really much better on Sunday. She refused to nurse from 3:30 to around 9. So I dethawed my two mealsey bottles of frozen milk and let Eric feed them to her as she sat in her highchair. She seemed to cry harder when I would place her horizontaly on my lap to nurse, so we deduced that her ear may hurt in that position due to pressure and/or fluid. It was nice to be able to let Eric feed her for the first time, other than the couple of feedings during her first days of life when we supplemented with formula due to her jaundice. But, it just kills me to see her drink from a bottle. I swear I have some kind of complex. I understand that it was a bottle of breastmilk, so I was still providing her nutrition, but I like that feeding her is something that usually only I do. It is such a cool thing to know that you are providing her with the nutrients and fats and whatnot that have made her grow over 5 lbs!
Today was the last day that I got to keep Rebecca, as my sister's schedule at school is chaning. I am really going to miss having her around every Monday. It always made Sundays not feel as dreadful.
A girl I know who had a baby right around Thanksgiving aparently went back to work to, or so says Facebook. I still can't imagine leaving Annie when she was like 6 weeks old! Heck, I've only left Annie twice so far and don't plan on leaving her any time within the next month or so... I have attachement issue too aparently :)
I am really looking for to Eric getting home tonight. We didn't get to spend as much time together this weekend as I would have liked due to his (rididulous) family problems and Annie incessant crying. Unfortuantly, he has beginner teacher stuff this afternoon, so he will be home a little later than usual.
Annie is going to get pictures taken tomorrow at Portrait Innovations in Greenville. Hopefully she will be in a good mood and smile!
Rough Weekend
Monday, January 12, 2009
Posted by Sheri at 4:23 PM
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