Adia did do one super nice thing for me yesterday. She took a 3 hour nap! That was nice, but I was all alone while she was sleeping. Not a happy moment on Mother's Day and made even worse by watching P.S. I Love You. I cried through the whole movie. Scott woke up not long after Adia did. We played outside while we waited for his parents and brother to arrive.
Adia dragged Scott right for the playground. Scott jumped on the swing with her first, but I stole her. Adia started to look a little sea sick so I set her down.
She made a quick run to the slide. She had spent all morning sliding at the mall so she was excited to try out the big one. She really has no fear, but luckily there were no flying leaps this time and no face plants in the dirt.
Time really flew while we were outside and before we knew it, Gamma, Gampa and Unky Eck were almost there. I cut up an apple and made grilled cheese for Adia so she'd have something when we went out to dinner. Our first choice was closed so we went to my favorite Mexican place. They happened to have live music and Adia loved it. She started dancing when we walked in and danced more in the high chair. She didn't eat much, but I wasn't expecting her to. She had just eaten a very big lunch. After dinner we walked around outside, briefly, before going in the bookstore. Adia picked out two new books and wouldn't let anyone else carry the bag they were in. We headed home and we were already running about a hour behind her usual schedule. Scott gave her a bath and I spent the next hour trying to get her to bed. We had a horrible night and she was up at 7.
I was not up at 7 though. My brain was still in bed, even though I was laying on the couch. Scott went to his post-op appointment alone and I felt bad, but I was exhausted. Adia kept pinching and throwing books at me so our morning didn't start off very well. I tried feeding her breakfast, but she wouldn't eat and the coffee didn't really wake me up. She was super cranky. She did occupy herself for a long bit of time just playing with all of Scott's shoes. She kept putting them on her feet, backwards, or two feet in one shoe. Then, while she was choosing another book the throw at me, she tripped on one book and hit her head on another. She hit right next to her left eye, the screaming began and tomorrow she'll probably be black and blue. It's been red and swollen all day today.
I was hoping a bath would make her happier and a little drowsy, but I didn't have any luck. She was even crankier when we got out, but a spent the next hour and a half trying to get her to sleep. It ended with both of us bawling and waking Scott up. I do know now that Adia gets quiet if I cry. That was a bit of relief since her whining, ear piercing scream was seriously grating on my nerves. I finally did get her to sleep. I was hoping for a 3 hour nap or at least a 2 hour one. She barely slept a hour. It was definitely not a long enough break for me, but she was very snuggley. We ate lunch and then headed to the store. Adia got a new balloon and some more bananas. We didn't really need to buy bananas since I just bought some on Saturday, but how can you resist a 1 year old that points at them, excitedly yells, "Nanas, mine!" and then lunges for the display. It could be much much worse. It could be over candy or cookies or chips, but my girl loves bananas and balloons. She was a perfect angel the rest of the trip because she had her bananas sitting next to her in the cart.
We got home and Scott was up. I told her that he was in the shower and she went running to the bathroom door, talking like Donald Duck. It's something they do with each other and it's absolutely hilarious. I just wish I could get it on tape, but every time she sees the camera, she stops. She was happy to see him since they haven't had too much time together lately. Mondays are supposed to be a day off too, but he was called to work today. No one was happy about this, least of all Adia. She got a few minutes with him though. She showed him how much she loves her hedgehog. She's actually sleeping with him tonight. She does most nights anymore. He was here long enough he got to change a poopy diaper (her third of the day). Afterwards she got into the Desitin and smeared it on her shirt and the carpeting. Sadly, it's only of my favorite shirts and I'm still trying to get the Desitin out of it. Any suggestions?
Just minutes after Scott left for work, his dad showed up. I think she was shocked to see him two days in a row. She headed right for him and immediately cheered up. She made him read her a couple books and that gave me a chance to download some pictures from him. She ran back and forth on the couch a little bit, laughing and squealing. It was all fun and games until she tripped and hit her head on the corner of Scott's laptop. It left a new bruise. Gampa soon had to leave and Adia actually cried after he left.
I started her dinner and she followed me to the kitchen. She ate cheese, apple slices and french toast for dinner. She didn't eat too much before deciding she was done. I cleaned up dinner before we headed to the bathtub. Adia helped pick out her pjs and then into the tub she went. She was fine at first, but then she stood up. I'm not sure she really wanted out, but I grabbed for her towel just in case. As I was turning around the grab her, she slipped sideways and went under. Everything started moving in slow motion and I just couldn't seem to reach her fast enough. She was trying to get up, but it was too slick and she couldn't get up. I could see her panicked, screaming face under the water and it felt like a million years before I had her in my arms again. She was choking and gasping, I was soaked, but I didn't care. I held her for at least half a hour before she had calmed down. I slowly put her diaper on and got her dressed. She didn't want to be more than a couple inches from me the whole time. Within 15 minutes she was pretty much back to herself though, giggling, smiling, bringing me toys. It was just so horrible and I really hope she's not scared of baths now.
For the next hour, we just chilled. I read her a few books. We played with her Little People barn. She sat in my lap and played with stickers. (She loves stickers.) At 7:45, I told her it was bedtime. She yelled, "No!" and ran away giggling. I picked up a few of her books and headed towards her room. She quickly followed, carrying another book. We read 5 or 6 different books tonight, most of them twice. I finally called it quits when she wouldn't let me finish a book. We rocked for a little bit before she seemed drowsy enough to fall asleep. She was asleep in her bed by 8, but she's already been awake once. I got her back to sleep, but I've heard her cry a few times since. I hope we have a better night. I'm tired and Scott's not home yet.
Oh No! She's awake again and calling for me.
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