it is 11pm and all three of my children are awake and crying.
Posted on December 3, 2008
And that's just the kind of day it's been. Bailey still not feeling 100%, Grayson fussier than I've ever seen him and Parker having explosive diarrhea. So explosive in fact, I borrowed my mom's carpet-spot-remover-machine-thing b/c I was so worried about a poop stain in the middle of the living room. Not to mention the thought of the lingering germs.
So Grayson is awake b/c for the past few nights he won't go to sleep unless I'm laying with him in our bed. Cute the first night, then when I was so sick I was in bed anyway so no big deal but tonight I have work. And lots of it. And I don't have a freaking hour to lay with my cuddle bug of a baby boy. So he's crying it out and has been for 30 minutes. Breaking huge chunks off my heart as the minutes tick by. I hate sleep. I wish babies were designed with an on-off switch so we could play until we knew they were tired and then *poof* we switched them off and they drifted peacefully asleep. Nice huh?
Parker woke up wanting a doll belt that was laying on her floor. WTF? She's screaming, I go up expecting poop everywhere and instead she's pointing at the floor and saying "that!" over and over again as I'm picking up all the random crap that I can't seem to keep picked up in their bedroom. Finally I pick up the right piece of crap and she's completely happy. A belt. Of course it's an item she could choke herself with in her sleep but I really don't care right now b/c she's at least happy. And quiet.
While in their room I decided to move the sound asleep Bailey back onto her pillow since she has a tendency for falling out of bed. As I touched her I noticed a distinct wetness and odor. Pee. Urine. And lots of it. WTF? Why do Pull-Ups suck SO bad at SUCKING up pee? Isn't that their job? So first I moved her and figured she'd dry eventually but as I was walking away I felt guilty, grabbed a dry diaper (no pull-ups upstairs and I wasn't going down to get one) and proceeded to rip off the wet pull-up and put on the dry diaper. Of course she woke up and of course she noticed her jammies were wet and of course she also noticed her bed was wet too. I told her the jammies were almost dry and I used one of her blankies folded to cover the wet bed. Listen, I have work to do, it's 11pm and I'm tired. I wasn't going to change her and the sheets. Whatever. So anyway, she freaked about me putting her blankie in the pee, I told her to be quiet and go to bed. As I was walking out Parker said, "bye bye mama."
UGH.
6 more minutes and Gray is still crying. Minutes seem like hours during this kind of thing. I hate that.
All I want to do is go rescue him. Pick his chubby warm body up and cuddle him to sleep. Be his hero one more time. Be his everything. But he has to learn right? I can't be the thing that puts him to sleep each night or I'll go insane. I can't be needed all the time.
And so my business continues to suffer. I have YET to make it to the post office and I literally have 10 packages for clients to mail. Tomorrow I am without girls and will get there if it kills me!
I have so many fun things to share with you, people to thank (we had an amazing blog-gift-filled weekend I want to tell you about) and links to share. But I have to at least go give him his paci.
And pray i don't give in and scoop him up.
