cry, baby, cry

It was an awful night last night. I fell asleep at 10 and she woke up at 11. I got her back to sleep by midnight, but I woke up at 2:30 when Scott came home. I went in and checked on her and of course she was on her tummy. I flipped her, since I knew she'd be awake shortly because she'd realize she was on her tummy. She was awake 10 minutes later and no matter what I tried, she wouldn't go back to sleep. She was awake from 3-5 and then back up for the day at 6:30. I was really dragging by then. I tried to take a nap on the couch, but Adia didn't last long in the jumperoo. She managed to blow out another diaper. She was still in a pamper from her 4am changing. The poop went all the way up the back of the diaper and stopped, just 1/4 of an inch from the top. Luckily it stayed fully contained inside. She went into a cloth diaper after that.

I fed her another bottle and got her to go back to sleep for a little while. Once again, it didn't last long. She was up and ready to play by 9. I tried feeding her breakfast, but she wasn't interested. She ended up crying instead, which made me cry because I was so tired. I took her into the bedroom and Scott took her. He let me sleep for a few hours. I woke up to her screaming though. He let me know that she had screamed nearly constantly the entire time I was asleep. When she saw me though she was all smiles. She was probably confused and had no idea where I was. I eventually got her to take a nap and Scott headed to work.

Once again, she didn't sleep long, but she didn't wake up too grumpy either. I took a shower and she played the entire time, no screaming at all. After my shower I got her dressed in a onesie and some light overalls so we could go for a walk. I couldn't believe the overalls still fit though. They're 0-3 months and are starting to get a little snug, but they still fit over a bulky cloth diaper! She really is tiny. I put her hat on, along with a bunch of sunscreen and we were off. We didn't do the usual walk since it was so hot, but we did walk for 35 minutes. I tried to stay in the shade and made it a leisurely stroll. She played with her chicken and keys until I lowered the sunshade in front of her. Then she was all about the sunshade. She was grabbing it, scratching her nails across it to make noise and eventually eating it. When we got back, she was happy, even though she never napped.


I was hoping I could get her to take her predinner catnap, but she had other plans. She started straining and grunting. Then I smelled it. She always loves to leave presents for mommy. It wasn't too bad to clean, but stinky. She then played on the floor for a bit. As soon as it was 6, she was ready to eat though. I scooped her half a jar of sweet potatoes and noticed we were out if carrots so I mixed some bananas and oatmeal. She finished the sweet potatoes, but was in a "grab the spoon and make a mess" mood. Lately she's been hardly getting food anywhere. She didn't want anything to do with the oatmeal though. She also managed to gag herself with the spoon. Since Scott and I were still trying to eat dinner when she got fussy, he sidetracked her with funny faces and noises so I could finish.


gagging herself with the spoon
Her bath went really quick. She didn't want to sit, so I laid her down. She had sweet potatoes dried all over her face and up her nose. Once she was cleaned off, it was out of the tub. She just kept staring at Scott like what in the world are you still doing here. She only drank an ounce before passing out so I'm sure it won't last.

A tooth!

We had a rough night. I ended up only getting 5 1/2 hours of sleep, Adia only 8. You can imagine how cranky she was. We were up at 5:30. After a diaper change, she jumped for a little bit and gave me the chance to take a 30 minute nap. She then started screaming, so after drinking 4 oz, we fell asleep on the couch for almost a hour. When we woke up, I burped her because she was arching her back and she promptly puked on me. It was the second time she'd puked on me since 5:30. I set her on the floor so I could clean myself up and she started playing. It didn't last long. She started crying again. I picked her up and she was happy, but she stunk. I took her to change her, first checking to make sure her pjs weren't stained. I didn't see anything, but after unsnapping her pjs and opening her diaper, I noticed otherwise. It was everywhere. Up the top of the Pampers, on her pjs, half way up her back. It was really smelly too. It made me wonder if it was that single bite of bananas last night. I cleaned her up, put on a cloth diaper and threw her clothes in the wash. Of course they had to be white pjs. I hope the stains come out.

By then I was starving, so I put her in her high chair and made us both breakfast. She played with her toys while I ate. She wasn't really interested in eating, but I managed to get her to eat her sweet potatoes. She didn't want the carrots though and I certainly wasn't trying bananas. Then she started screaming again. I cleaned her up and made her a bottle. She hadn't had her normal nap since we didn't walk this morning. She wouldn't take the bottle, she didn't want to play, changing her diaper didn't help. No matter what I did, she screamed. She screamed for almost 30 minutes. That's when I touched her lower gums and could actually feel her tooth. It was coming through the gums. She wouldn't let me look at it, but I could certainly feel it. I dosed her with Tylenol and teething tablets. Within minutes she had calmed. She drank two ounces and fell asleep.


She woke up staring at Scott. She was disoriented, but happy to see him. They soon started playing on the floor. Then she started to get fussy. It was getting near noon and we assumed she wanted her noon nap on dad. Nope, she wasn't interested in sleeping. We eventually got her to smile and be happy again, but it took a lot of effort. She never did nap, but she laughed when I changed her diaper and was all smiles while she played on the floor. She really likes that she can push the button on her toy cd player. It makes a funny noise when she does it and her face lights up. Her other favorite thing to do is have us fill a metal mixing bowl with hard plastic toys so she can shake the bowl or move the toys. It makes the loudest noise, which she also loves. Sometimes it works as a drum too.

Scott, Adia and I walked and got the mail. She was being silly. Every time I'd try to take her picture, she'd turn away. The second after I took it, and before the camera was ready to take another, she'd turn back and smile. She had to be doing it on purpose. It was nice and sunny out and we wanted to play with Adia in the grass, but it was still wet from this morning. We went back in and she started to rub her eyes. I fed her and she fell asleep for half a hour. When she woke up, it was all about playtime. We'd tried a new toy on her. It's one of those little fisher price pianos. I think she may have a new favorite toy. It's technically Tanae's when she's here, but I'm sure she wouldn't mind Adia playing with it.


Scott laughing at me because Adia kept turning away, but I finally got one!
Then it was time to take Scott to work. She was great on the way there, but she screamed the entire way back. Not only was that stressful, but traffic was awful. It took us twice as long to get home. The second we got home, I changed her diaper and found out that she had pooped a little bit. No wonder she was so upset. I changed her, took of her onesie and fed her a bottle. She slept for over a hour and would have gone longer, but I moved slightly. My whole arm and side was soaking wet with sweat and so was she. I changed her again once she woke up and noticed she was looking a little sore. I'm guessing it was from the poop. I'll have to coat her in cream tonight before bed.

After the diaper change, she was all about playing. She played with her piano and then it was all about the remote. I don't think she liked the news that was on and wanted to change the channel. Of course her remote doesn't change channels, but she was trying hard.


It was then dinnertime. She ate 1/3 jar of sweet potatoes and 1/4 jar of carrots. I also mixed a couple teaspoons bananas with oatmeal. She got a couple bites down, but wasn't impressed. She was more interested in her sippy cup. She has a crush on the little mermaid. I swear, she's going to name her first daughter Ariel. She just stares and stares at her, then reaches and tries to grab the cup. She didn't even get grumpy while I was washing our plates off and putting everything in the dishwasher. She just sat and played.


Bath time wasn't too bad either. She sat and played with the cups briefly, but then tried to get out. She needed her hair washed so getting out wasn't an option. I laid her back and she smiled. I easily washed her hair and then the rest of her. The whole time she was happily grabbing her feet and sucking her toes. She had fun with the mirror baby when we got out. She also laughed when she got lotioned, but did not want me snapping up her pjs. She kept grabbing my arms and sucking them. Soon she'll be biting them.


After her bath, she snuggled up against me, drank her bottle and fell asleep. I gave her Tylenol before her bottle, just in case. I can't really tell if her gums are bothering her too much, but I didn't want to risk her waking up in pain.

It was another do nothing day. We went for our walk after I tried to feed Adia. She wanted nothing to do with eating. It was cold though so I really bundled her up. Uggs, long sleeved onesie, sweater, winter hat, jeans. It didn't matter too much though. When I picked her up afterwards, her face, hands and feet were like ice. Her body and head were warm though so maybe it did make a difference. She fell asleep really fast too. One minute she was babbling at her chicken, the next she was out. She slept for at least 30 minutes and only woke up because mommy got the sniffles. Sniffles, sneezes and coughs always wake her up, especially if they're coming from me.


After I walk I took a shower and she did really well. She was happily playing in her bouncy seat, nearly falling out of it. She drank 4 ounces afterwards, but wouldn't go back to sleep since she'd already had a nap. We played for awhile on the floor. She really likes this little piggie and head, shoulders, knees and toes. She started to get fussy around 11 though. That's when we usually wake Scott up and I think she knew it was time. We went in the bedroom and she was all grins and "dadada"s. He then played with her for awhile, but around noon she got fussy again. She takes her noon daddy nap everyday and is cranky without it. He gave her a bottle and she slept for 45 minutes. Meanwhile I was trying to dediaper the washing machine. I eventually succeeded, but I've decided to switch exclusively to cloth. I've been slacking lately since I hate poop in cloth, but I DO NOT want to risk washing another pamper. That was horrible. I don't think our washing machine will ever be the same.

She was grumpy when she woke up, but slowly became happy again and wanted to play. While she was sitting on the floor, playing with Scott, she let out the biggest fart. (Keep in mind that she was in a cloth dipe) The first thing on my mind was, "But she already went today." Scott lets me know it was a false alarm. It had been a couple hours since I last changed her diaper so I decided to do it anyway. I opened the cover and yep, she's soaked, but there's an odd odor that goes with it. Yep, she'd pooped, and quite a bit. I cleaned her up and then Scott put the new diaper on her while I tried to get the poop to go down the toilet. I was partially successful, but it was nasty. While I was cleaning off her diaper, Scott had brought her back out the living room and she was playing on the floor. As I was going back into the bathroom, I noticed that she had started to play with the velcro on her diaper. Then, in one motion, she had opened a side. Scott revelcroed it, but she did it again. We had to put pants on her to prevent her from taking off her diaper cover. I guess we're going to have to switch to snap covers if she wants to hang out in just a diaper. Of course, now that it's becoming cooler, she may not get to just chill in a diaper very often anymore.


Studying the intricacies of the diaper
It was soon time to take Scott to work. She was partially asleep in my lap while eating. We felt horrible waking her to leave, but Scott has no other way to get to work since his bike got a flat. Once in the car, she wouldn't take the bottle, but wanted to play instead. The second Scott got out of the car, she started crying. She cried and whimpered all the way home. It's a fairly short drive, but it seems so long when she screams. The second we turned on our street, she got quiet. When I opened the backdoor, she was asleep. I felt horrible again waking her, but it was the only way to get her in the house. I got lucky though and with another bottle, she fell asleep for another hour and a half. She woke up very cranky though. I think she woke up before she should have, but couldn't get back to sleep.


I changed her diaper, but that didn't helped. I ended up having to carry her around while I made dinner. After I had everything ready, I put her in the high chair and she started crying. She wouldn't stop and definitely wasn't into eating. I was hungry so I attached her toy to the tray. She became preoccupied and stopped screaming. She watched me for a bit so I tried feeding her again. She took a bite of straight sweet potatoes. She ended up finishing them. Then I tried the carrots. She looked surprised after the first bite, but ate all those too. I scooped some more out and she ate those too. Since she hasn't had a problem with the carrots, I thought I'd try bananas. She had one bite and started screaming. Dinner was obviously over.

Her bath was incredibly short. I had enough time to wet her, but no time for soap. At least she's still young enough to get away with that. She smiled at mirror baby, but mostly just wanted her pjs on. Once dressed, I set her on the floor do I could make her a bottle. Instead of crying and acting tired and hungry, she started playing. I let her play until she reached for me. Then she drank 4 ounces and wanted more. I had only made her 4 since she hasn't really been eating much before bed. I made her two more and she drank one more before trying to sit up and wiggle back to the floor. I set her on the floor and she played for almost a hour. She then didn't want to sit on the floor, but didn't want me to hold her either. I took her to her crib, turned on the music and left the room. She was fine for 15 minutes before starting to complain. She didn't cry until she saw me though. She drank another ounce before finally falling asleep, a hour and 15 minutes later than normal. She's in her crib now, but I predict it will be a LONG night.