My little Baloanie is a little stinker sometimes. Usually around the hours of 9-11pm. This is the time of day when she realizes that, yet another, day of her life has passed. She gets REALLY upset.
I remember Holynd being a stinker sometimes. She usually just had an upset tummy. Her tummy aches used to freak me out because of her cyst she had when she was born. I was convinced her stomach was going to aggravate it. That never happened. More often then not, I would end up covered in a puke shower and she would calm down.
Sloane, however, is smart. She doesn't want to go to sleep for the night. She wants to move and wiggle and FIGHT SLEEP UNTIL THE DEATH! Whenever we find something that works to put her to sleep, i.e. walking her up-and-down the hallway in her bouncey chair, she figures it out, and then plans a defense for the next night.
She's so smart, in fact, that she plays the "perfect baby" roll all day long. She smiles and coos and takes long peaceful naps in the middle of Matt and I's bed... all stretched out and enjoying the dark-coolness of her mom and dad's room.
I always find myself thinking, "Oh, she's going to be fine tonight. She's been so good all day long."
Then, she pulls out the big guns.
Some babies just want you to stay awake with them and interact with them all night long... Not Sloanie. She really doesn't want anything to do with you, or anyone else, or sleep. She just wants to scream. Yep, that's it. Whether you are holding her or bouncing her, she prefers to scream.
It gets frustrating.
The other night, I was here alone when she started to cry "the-never-ending-cry". I wasn't ready for her to start yet and so I, also, started to cry.
Then I prayed.
Then a little thought filled my mind...
"You'll miss this."
So, every night when my little baby starts to scream... I try to tell myself, one day I'll wish that she was still a little baby, screaming and fighting sleep.
But, sometimes I still wish she'd just go to sleep. :)
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