Sunday, April 11, 2010
I shouldn't complain. Her entire (5 months) life she has been the sweetest little baby. She lets me put her down , and do whatever I want/need to get done. She fusses when she's tired or hungry and that's about it. Until this last Weds. She was crying, even when I was holding her. She was crying even after she just ate. She was crying even when she just ate AND just woke up. I guess it could be teething. I don't know. But she is miserable. Thus making the rest of us miserable. Today seems a bit better, but it is only 8:30. She gives me a few minutes here and there, but most of the day if she's not nursing or sleeping she's crying. So by Friday I had pretty much lost my mind. Aaron has been taking care of us so well all weekend. Friday night he took the kids so I could go out all by myself. It was lovely to just talk to other adults and not have kids to worry about. Then the next day I again went out all by myself, going to get my nails done, but on my way got a call from a friend in need so decided how selfish would I be if I went to get my nails done when someone needed my help. Service recharges my batteries more than pedicures anyway. So that was nice. Then I got home and Aaron and I went on a lovely date. I love dates with my husband. I feel recharged and ready for another week. I just hope that Abigail's crankiness subsides so that by next weekend I won't feel so burnt out.