Eight and one half hours after Zoe awakened today, and after no nap, she is fighting sleep. Fighting with all her might. Screaming, crying, hyperventilating, biting collar bones, tossing pacifiers fighting sleep. Having a child = the worst idea EVER. A close second to that is expecting a newly bipedal child to be relatively still and quiet all day.
She is teething; it’s true. I slather Orajel on her gums, give her Hyland’s tabs, and hand her off to her Daddy while I go to the car to get one of her preferred Nuks*. Thirty seconds later I return, and she is asleep.
Why, oh why, does she not sleep around me? I am exhausted. I will never be the same. And some variation on every woeful thought that every mother has from time to time.
Enough wallowing.
*I am going to purchase 10 to 12 more Nuks (latex, not the silicone – she spits them out) so we can have one within arm’s reach at all times. I’m tired of searching the apartment with a fussy child on my hip. UPDATE: Daddy Joel bought four new ones on a guys’ trip to Wal*Mart, which I think is very sweet and funny.
I’m pretty sure it’s just that I bore her. I enjoyed your post, but I’m sorry about the frustration behind it. Thanks for bringing me my phone so I could read it while she’s sleeping on me.
Blake, I feel your pain! We are in the same boat today with teething and with pacifiers. We have about 10 that we keep in her crib at all times because I, too, hate searching for them. Good luck to you.
Worse idea: having two kids. ::Sigh:: This too shall pass?
I was lucky with JakJak since she never bit me even after her teeth came in. Ryan seems to be teething early, already has started chomping down on me without teeth, and seems to hate his Nuks.
Blake, We are going through this too! It seems like the longest process, and Jack is waking up throughout the night in pain from teething. Just know you’re not alone! Promise, it will end !
I think I would take back the crying, won’t go to sleep, searching for pacifiers over the 4yo who acts as if he’s gone into the house when we get home from school today – so I close the garage doors, lock the doors and start putting away the assorted junk from the minivan…. hmm, wait…. there’s no backpack in the assorted junk… has anyone seen William????? William? WILLIAM????? OH – he’d be hiding on the OUTSIDE OF THE HOUSE playing in the left over snow in the shadows. Yeah, he *thought* it would be a good idea…. sigh. I about needed EMS for heart palpitations.
In hindsight – it’s adorable that he knew where to find the only left over snow, and I TOTALLY would’ve wanted to play in it too if I hadn’t had $$$ worth of dental work done today and still couldn’t feel half of my face when we got home!
I love that you’re real Blake – keep all of this for Zoe to read or hear about. William LOVES stories from when he was little like she is!