March 12, 2012

Ashlin’s been putting us through the ringer with these teeth of hers.  They can’t come through fast enough for me.  She wants to be held, but then doesn’t want to be held.  You can’t rock, or sway, or spin or swing her.  She’s not happy if you sit, nor is she happy if you stand.  She will not let you put her down, but she doesn’t want to be held.  She cries if you hold her horizontally, but also if you hold her vertically.  The teething tablets are helping a little, but not enough.  Motrin is also helping a little, but not enough.

The past two nights it’s taken somewhere between 45 minutes to an hour to get her asleep.  And then she may not stay asleep.  She comes up for air, or comforting, and then it takes another 30-45 minutes to get her back down.  Three to four (and sometimes five,) hours of sleep with just a few awake minutes of nursing and patting, but then more sleep is great.  Two to three hours of sleep, with an hour of nursing and trying to put back down is not fun.

I’m not 100% sure I do want her to have more teeth, she has become a bit bitey, and I’m not quite ready to stop nursing her.  But I do want her to not be in pain any more, to feel better.  I’d also like her to be my lovely, yet not-so-great sleeper, who would sleep (a bit!).  The one you could put down drowsy with her glow worm, and who would put herself to sleep.  I’d also like her to stop biting.

Is that too much to ask?

March 9, 2012

Go the Fu*k to Sleep

Did I mention four teeth?  One is almost all the way through, the other eye tooth is pushing and bulging.  You can see the outlines of the two front teeth now.  She may not look like a short hockey player, after all.  Or, if she does, not for long.  Maybe her birthday pictures will be nice…

She didn’t sleep well last night, and is very unsettled tonight.  I think she’s got more going on in her mouth than both motrin and the teething tablets can help.  She’s been surfacing a bit, crying, needing a rock and snuggle, new round on her glowworm.

Teeth suck.

March 5, 2012

So, the reason this one has been cranky pants at night is a new tooth!  Her upper right incisor has cut through!  She’s going to be a snaggle-tooth for a little while, until the front ones catch up.

I had mentioned to Stu that I thought there might be another tooth coming, as she’s been a bit bity and more fussy at night than normal.  Today when we picked her up, there was that tooth, just gleaming away.  And she was giggling.

It’s not been an easy few nights, thanks to that tooth.  I had just gotten used to having 4-5 hours of sleep a night.  In a row!  It was awesome.  I miss them already.

I’m more than ready for bed now…  I’m sure I’ll be called, (or cried for), soon enough, and then be stuck rocking her or swaying for at least 30 minutes.  It’ll probably be 3am too.

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Oh, there’s been updates to:

  1. Things I Never Thought I Would Say
  2. Ashlin’s Arias
  3. Teagan’s Tunes
  4. Teagan’s Quips

February 22, 2012

I totally jinxed myself yesterday.  It’s almost as if Ashlin heard me, read the entry about how well she’s been sleeping this week, and decided to totally throw it to all hell.  She was up every. two. and. a. half. hours.  It was like she was a newborn again.  <sigh>

Yesterday I was so tired, (even with the extra sleep), that my eyes felt like they were burning.  Today, they’re past that.  Dry and scratchy.  Blurry.  Heavy.

The girls were good when we got  home.  Mostly.  Ashlin did seem super tired, cranky.  As she should be, having been awake half the night.  We got them fed and I took Ashlin up while Teagan stayed downstairs with Stu and watched Cat in the Hat.  I almost fell asleep trying to rock Ashlin down for bed.  She just wanted to play with pull my hair.  Eventually I got her down, and tucked her in, started her glowworm and snuck out.

Just finishing up a bit of wwilfing and maybe some ice cream before going to an early bed.  Maybe not.  After almost 11 months of little sleep, in buckets of no more than four hours at a time, there are very little reserves.  I need to be able to function tomorrow.

I’m so tired.

I do know it will get better.  I just need want it to be better soon.

February 21, 2012

So, Ashlin slept pretty well last night, once she actually got down.  Surprisingly, it took a bit of coaxing to get her to sleep more than 20 minutes at a go, but she did get there.  Eventually.  Maybe it was because she sat in the stroller most of the day, watching, and not moving much.  She didn’t get to burn off any energy, so she had extra at bedtime last night.  Whatever, it was nice to get her down.

Then she stayed down, for about five hours or so.  From 11pm to 5am.  Lovely.  This is the second night or third night she’s slept for more than 4 hours without waking.  It’s awesome.

Though I’m not sure why I was dragging so badly today.  I think I feel better with the three hour intervals instead of a night or two of long 5-6 hour stretches and alternating with a bunch of three hour days.  Getting some sleep seems to hit me harder than getting no rest.

Hopefully, Ashlin is just working on lengthening her sleep patterns, and will soon be snoozing for a minimum of five hours a go every night!  I can dream can’t I?

I may be dreaming now.

January 10 ~ Front Tooth?

Front Tooth?

Can you see it??  Can  you?

I know, it’s a very very bad picture, with not enough light.  But I swear that lower-right tooth is almost through.  Almost.

Her first tooth. At 9.5 months.

After weeks of often interrupted sleep.  Nights where she slept in two and occasionally three-hour stretches.

Maybe the tooth is up enough that she’s not as bothered by it, even though it’s not totally cut yet, and that could be why she did one four-hour stretch last night.  I’m hoping there’ll be another long sleep tonight.  Don’t want to be too greedy, though!  Four hours in a row is a very lovely chunk of sleep.  That’s so much better than what she’s been averaging lately.

 

PS.  Is it me, or do her eyes look green???  Nah.  It’s probably the light.

 

January 9, 2011

who me?

Not yet.  She’s not crawling yet.  And last night, she wasn’t sleeping.  Well, not until way too late.  Inhumanly late.  I’m begining to think she’s going just a rude and inconsiderate baby.  Stu woke me up around 1:40 to go up to bed.  She had been downstairs since 10:00.

It’s just not right.

We both got comments about how tired and run down we looked today.

She’s also not crawling yet.  Still.  Though she’s still working on it.

She also doesn’t like to say “mama”, though she is more than capable of saying it.  She has.  If I’m in the room, she just won’t.  She gave me the one “mama” on New Year’s, so that’s enough for her.

Not like this video that Stu shared earlier today.  Which is awesome.  Just, not my baby.  Quite the opposite.  Sigh.