Saturday, June 26, 2010

14 minutes

Sophie cried for 14 minutes, and then there was silence. I thought she was asleep, but then she let out a shriek that made me go check on her. Her crib is still bumperless since Target didn't have them, so I thought she got her foot stuck. Nope, she just decided to start crying again. Once in the nursery, I couldn't NOT pick her up. We rocked and then she was out. I put her back in the crib and then she was NOT out. Oh joy. I didn't pick her up right away, but stood next to the crib and rubbed her belly a bit. It was obvious she wasn't going to sleep, so I decided to nurse her. Worked like a charm and then I put her in bed, which brings us to now...when she is starting to fuss again:(

Last night went well, so I was hoping for the same tonight. She went right to sleep at 9:30 and slept until 3 am when she started fussing. I got up, put her pacifier in and she was out until 4:30. She had peed through everything, so I changed her and brought her into our bedroom where she slept until 7:45. Obviously, tonight is not going as smoothly.

I hope it doesn't sound like I'm complaining. I'm not. I'd much rather be in this situation, than not have the opportunity to be in this situation. When I was holding her tonight, she buried her head in my neck and it felt so perfect. So right. Then, I had a really off-the-wall thought. I thought "I hope that one day she finds someone that loves her as much as I do." And then I cried. Is that weird, the thought not that I cried? It seems a bit odd to me, but it's what I was thinking.

UPDATE: She finally stayed asleep, but was pretty fussy from 3-3:30. I didn't get her! My laziness really did just allow me to lie in bed and assess the situation, which wasn't a situation at all. She finally went back to sleep and didn't wake until 6:15!

1 comment:

Big Mama Cass said...

Being a mother after years of fighting to become one changes the type of mother you are. I think so anyway. I spent 5 years trying to get our son who is now two. And have been working towards #2 since he was 3 months old. I STILL feel like I have no place to complain about those little things but I do. Those little things like lack of sleep or in my case 'terrible twos' are just part of it all. I forget where I was going with this but... I have had that thought before too. I hope that he finds a woman that loves him as much as I do. Someone that see's how good and pure his heart is. Ok, now I am crying. I know what you mean though is all i'm saying. :)