A Migraine and A Toddler

Oh, say it isn’t so!  I felt it coming on in the middle of the night.  I tossed and turned, hoped and wished, growled and begged, “Please, please don’t turn into a massive headache!”  I took two Aleve and laid back down.  Aleve have the power to put me to sleep, and I saw that as a good sign as the darkness started to close over my eyes.  I knew I had got to it in time.  I had defeated the headache monster!

Oh, how wrong I was.  The little one was up and at em at her normal time, and all I could feel was the headache.  Always over my right eye.  Same spot every time, since the beginning of time.  I thought breakfast would help.  Nope.  Water?  Nope.  Snack?  Nope.  Maybe a nap while E was down.  She slept for two, I took a hot shower and slept for 1.5.  Woke up worse.  Called my mother in law to tell her we weren’t coming to visit, due to head explosion possibilities, and she said she understood.  Ten minutes later she called to tell me that she was in the car on her way to pick up E and give me a couple hours of quiet.  Apparently she had heard E screaming “TIGER TIGER TIGER” in the background and took pity on me.  It helps that she loves her little E so very much!  I spent 30 minutes in a bath and then 2 hours in bed.

Sad to say, it is still here.  I’ve even snuck in another dose of Aleve in all of this mess (just one more).  I’ve never had a migraine for more than 18 hours, so I’m crossing my fingers that the next two hours brings me relief.  If not, the Mexican food that my husband is on his way home with should at least help.

I will say that a migraine and a toddler mixed together might be the absolute pits.  There is just no way to watch Daniel Tiger all day, enjoy the screeching, or run around on the floor all day to entertain the little one when your head feels like it’s going to explode.  No way to be super mommy.  It is absolutely a debilitating feeling to not be able to function or take care of your little one as well as you want.

Please, please, headache.  Go away!


My Dogs Are A**holes

Hi, everyone!  I know, it’s been a while, but life with a baby is a bit more non-stop than I had imagined.  I mean, I knew it would be pretty crazy, but I wasn’t aware that as soon as she went to sleep, I’d sit down somewhere in the house and just stare off into space.  Sometimes I do some work (cleaning, or actual work that I do), but sometimes I just sit there, doing nothing.  My husband probably worries that the lights have all burnt out upstairs and the store no longer carries the correct bulbs, but I think it’ll pass when little E is in school, or married, or something.

Anyway, you want to know about my dogs, right?  Well, they are assholes.  I’m tired of sugar coating it (sort of) with my husband, so I thought I’d let you all know how I’m really feeling.  I wake up everyday and not only do I have a kid and a husband to worry about, but I also have two dogs.  They used to just be kind of annoying, before E came around, but now they send my blood pressure through the roof at least 2,014 times a day.  They bark (I know, dogs bark), they poop and pee IN THE HOUSE, they vomit IN THE HOUSE, one of them sheds an entire dogs worth of hair every hour, and one of them eats its own shit, and then tries to lick my daughters face.  I know my husband finds it annoying, but he doesn’t find it blood boilingly maddening, like I do, and I can’t understand why.  Does dog shit, pee, vomit, and hair not sound gross to anyone else?  I mean, does it sound like I’m saying rainbows, unicorns, and sunshine?  I know the dogs are important to him, and I sort of still like them, sometimes, a little, but he isn’t home with them ALL DAY.  He doesn’t put the baby down for a nap and have them start barking because MOMMY LEFT THE ROOM!! SHE LEFT!! WHERE IS SHE??  UPSTAIRS??? HOW CAN WE KNOW THAT FOR SURE IF WE CAN’T SEE HER?!  Or they bark because a truck drives by, or the wind blows, or maybe they just feel like it.  I don’t know.  And the worst part is that even if he is home with them, they don’t act like assholes.  If daddy is home, they are (most of the time) perfectly behaved little turds.

They have also learned to escape the gate on the bottom of the stairs.  This means that if I put E down for a nap, then I take my 20 alone time minutes to shower, they break through the gate, come to the gate at the top of the stairs (which, luckily, is impenetrable for them, but not able to be used at the bottom of the stairs) and bark and whine, which wakes the baby up because they are five feet from her door.  Yes, my dogs have learned how to unlatch a gate, but can’t seem to grasp the concept of “don’t shit in the house”.  Seems a little fishy to me.



The Pumpkin in the Pumpkin Patch

We went for a little photo shoot at the pumpkin patch today.  She did great!  She even gave us a few smiles!  She looks so tiny!  Who would think a baby would be smaller than a pumpkin!?  I wish it hadn’t been 12,000 degrees outside today, but it was so nice to be able to get these pictures!  I hope to be good about doing this every year!

Me and my beautiful baby girl!
Me and my beautiful baby girl!


Invisible Paci

My baby loves to suck on her invisible paci.  Once she falls asleep while nursing, she continues to suck while she’s sleeping.  It is absolutely adorable.  I kind of wish she liked an actual pacifier, because I’m sure it would help sooth her more than the air does.  I’ve tried over and over again, with multiple types and shapes though. She’s having none of it.  I respect her decision…. plus she goes nuts when I even attempt to give her one.  She’s the boss!

So, a few weeks ago, we started moving her bed time up to 7:30 from 8:00 because by the time we got her into bed at 8:00, she was beyond tired.  7:30 was working for a while, but now it seems like even that is too late for her.  By the time we get into bed she is a wreck.  She’s sleeping great during the day.  She takes an early morning nap around 10:00 — usually for an hour to and hour and a half.  Then she usually takes an uber long nap in the afternoon for two-three hours.  She’s definitely sleeping enough during the day.  Not that her being extra tired by bedtime is necessarily bad.  She falls asleep quickly after her meltdown, but I don’t want her to think of bedtime as a time to be hysterical.  The hubs and I are going to move her bath time up ten minutes and get her into bed ten minutes earlier to see how that works for her.

Also, I am personally not a fan of bed sharing, or co-sleeping, or whatever else people are calling it these days (because I am 95% sure that I would injure her.  I sleep HARD), but I will say that I do not feel ready to put her in her own room.  I still wake up a few times a night to check on her.  I’m obviously not ready to have two doors between us at night.  I wonder if I ever will be?  I mean, the dogs sleep in the room with us, so why should she have to sleep by herself?  Seems unfair.  I don’t want her to be lonely.  Or…. I just don’t want her away from me…. I’m betting it’s the latter.  I think she will be in our room until at least five months… longer if she still fits in her bassinet. Tehehe…

So, when did you move your baby into another room?  Was the transition smooth?