I appreciate my mom so much more after nights like that.
Last night Tate, who was still trying to recover from the flu, woke up a couple times just to let me know that he still did not feel good at 11:00 and again at 1:00. Then Allie had to go potty at 1:30. Then at 3:30 Miah was up and even after a bottle at 4:00 would not stop crying. She has no tolerance for teething pain and no amount of Orajel, teething tablets, or Tylonol make much of a difference. So I ended up standing over her while patting her back.
After about 20 minutes of that I moved to the floor with my hand stuck through the slats and since she could no longer see me I had to sing and shush her. By 5:30 I finally gave up and told Alex it was his turn. If she was crying before she was hysterical after she saw Daddy. She loves her daddy, but apparently only mommy will do when you feel yucky! At 6:30 I was ready to either smother myself with a pillow or ebay some kids! So went back in picked up Miah who through herself backwards in outrage as I changed her diaper then opened the blinds and tapped on the window to get her attention telling her that it was still dark outside and there was still time to salvage this wretched morning by just going to SLEEP!
Miraculously she took her binky, sat in my lap, slumped over my arm and promptly fell fast asleep.
This afternoon she was my happy, adorable little Mi Mi again. This is her playing with her 6 month old cousin Emma while we were at my sister's house. Here's hoping my little angles sleep like one's tonight!
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