Is it possible for three-month old babies to roll their eyes? I think it is …
When I woke Emma up in the middle of the night to give her the eye drops to treat the Pink Eye she contracted; she was angry. She screamed and screamed. Immediately afterward, I nursed her to calm her down and I was telling her everything was okay. I swear looked at me with angry eyes and then rolled them as if to say, “Whatever, I hate you!”
Repeat scenario at 5 a.m. Poor baby!
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Monday, November 23, 2009
I seriously ...
just want to flip off my computer screen every time I type something "wrong" into Google and it says, "Do you mean blah, blah, blah?" Like I'm a complete dumbass. Granted, sometimes I do misspell words or get phraes wrong, but not always. And shouldn't Google give its customers the benefit of the doubt?
I know I use sarcasm next to never on here, but hopefully anyone reading this knows I'm not really that upset.
I know I use sarcasm next to never on here, but hopefully anyone reading this knows I'm not really that upset.
Friday, November 13, 2009
Worst smells in the (motherhood)world
Spit up … that is on your left shoulder, which means you must change your shirt. This, of course, also means that you are risking dirtying another shirt because you just never know when another spit up attack will happen.
Also, formula-made bottle after it has been sitting too long. These smells are 10x worse than the dirtiest diaper I’ve changed so far.
Also, formula-made bottle after it has been sitting too long. These smells are 10x worse than the dirtiest diaper I’ve changed so far.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Last night
It was the hardest so far … well minus the first two days after we brought you home from the hospital. I don’t count those days. You fell asleep (in your car seat) around 9:30 p.m. At some point, I heard you stir and I assumed it was 3 or 4 a.m.
The alarm clock said 11:22 p.m. I got you up and fed you for a while. You fell asleep and I tried to put you back down.
You weren’t having it. I had to hold you and hold you and hold you. We dozed for a little while with you on my chest and then around 3 a.m., you began wailing.
A little dazed, I got up and took you into your nursery. I unclogged your stuffy nose and even though you didn’t appreciate it, I know it helped. I also made you a bottle and at some point, your daddy got up to help. THIS MADE THE LACK OF SLEEP COMPLETELY BEARABLE.
He fed you. You fell asleep in his loving arms and then he suggested we lay you back down. I said, “Are you going to calm her back down when she starts crying again?”
It was at that point he proved me wrong. ME … your loving mother whose maternal instincts had been pretty dead-on prior to this moment.
I laid you down (in your car seat); placed the blanket across your legs and you slept like a sweet little angel. You never even kicked the blanket off!
I slept horribly for that hour and a half before my alarm went off. First, I panicked because I couldn’t hear your snotty breathing. Then I remembered that I had cleared your nasal passages. Then I had a nightmare … actually two. The first one, we were in church and for some reason all of your stuff was spread out in aisle and mass was about to start and your dad just walked away from the situation. I was horrified and completely at a loss for what to do.
In the other, you were very tiny and I had you in my pocket while I rode a bike. Somehow I ended up at the hospital, but you had fallen out somewhere along the way. I was panicking and trying to get someone to dial 911.
I have no idea what these dreams mean. All I know is I love you so much. I hate seeing you unhappy. I would be willing to give up all sleep if I never had to see you suffer again.
I am hoping your day goes better than your night. I love you, Emma Claire Bear Tison.
The alarm clock said 11:22 p.m. I got you up and fed you for a while. You fell asleep and I tried to put you back down.
You weren’t having it. I had to hold you and hold you and hold you. We dozed for a little while with you on my chest and then around 3 a.m., you began wailing.
A little dazed, I got up and took you into your nursery. I unclogged your stuffy nose and even though you didn’t appreciate it, I know it helped. I also made you a bottle and at some point, your daddy got up to help. THIS MADE THE LACK OF SLEEP COMPLETELY BEARABLE.
He fed you. You fell asleep in his loving arms and then he suggested we lay you back down. I said, “Are you going to calm her back down when she starts crying again?”
It was at that point he proved me wrong. ME … your loving mother whose maternal instincts had been pretty dead-on prior to this moment.
I laid you down (in your car seat); placed the blanket across your legs and you slept like a sweet little angel. You never even kicked the blanket off!
I slept horribly for that hour and a half before my alarm went off. First, I panicked because I couldn’t hear your snotty breathing. Then I remembered that I had cleared your nasal passages. Then I had a nightmare … actually two. The first one, we were in church and for some reason all of your stuff was spread out in aisle and mass was about to start and your dad just walked away from the situation. I was horrified and completely at a loss for what to do.
In the other, you were very tiny and I had you in my pocket while I rode a bike. Somehow I ended up at the hospital, but you had fallen out somewhere along the way. I was panicking and trying to get someone to dial 911.
I have no idea what these dreams mean. All I know is I love you so much. I hate seeing you unhappy. I would be willing to give up all sleep if I never had to see you suffer again.
I am hoping your day goes better than your night. I love you, Emma Claire Bear Tison.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Cuddling
Early this morning you woke up around 4 a.m. I fed you and then laid you on my chest. You went back to sleep and I dozed on and off well past the time my alarm was supposed to go off. I was savoring every second of it. We used to cuddle like this daily. But after this morning, I realized it had been a while since we last shared time in this way and it made me sad.
You are growing up way too fast. You are the most bright-eyed, beautiful baby in the whole world and I am so lucky to not only know you, but to be your mommy. When there are several people in a room and I see you look for me, it completely melts my heart.
Thank you for giving the kind of love everyone should experience. I love you more and more each day, and every second I’m away from you, I am wishing I could hold you.
You are growing up way too fast. You are the most bright-eyed, beautiful baby in the whole world and I am so lucky to not only know you, but to be your mommy. When there are several people in a room and I see you look for me, it completely melts my heart.
Thank you for giving the kind of love everyone should experience. I love you more and more each day, and every second I’m away from you, I am wishing I could hold you.
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