Oh. My. Goodness.
Today has been A Day. Actually, we've been having quite a few Days lately. And Nights. Our lovely little sunshine baby has been quite unhappy with all this teething business. At least I hope it's this teething business, because if this is the new normal...
...Well, let's not even go there.
Sprout actually slept fairly well last night. Maybe it was the Advil I gave her. Or maybe it was the HUGE glass of wine I had. In any case, it was the best night we've had for quite a while.
She made up for it by skipping her morning nap. For about forty-five minutes she would nurse until she was thisclose to being asleep and then wake up sobbing.
Yes, I feel terrible for her.
And I feel terrible for myself.
And my boobs. (I brace myself every time she breaks her latch, worried that she's going to draw blood the next time she clamps down.)
Anyway, eventually we decided that the nap was not to be and went and walked around the mall. She got a new dress out of it. Maybe the girl is onto something.
She is currently napping in the toddler bed because that's where I last nursed her and I didn't want to risk waking her up by moving her into the crib.
Is it too early for another glass of wine?