Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Just when you think you're on top of things...

...you get a night from Hell.

Last night, Elijah went to bed fine, but woke around 11pm and then again at 12:45pm. The latter was the problem one as he would not resettle. It was back to the bad old days of falling asleep in arms and then waking up screaming as soon as he touched the mattress.

Daddy put Bonjella on his gums, but it didn't seem to make a difference. So he brought him into our bed. And Elijah wouldn't settle there either. He wanted to crawl all over me, then he didn't want to be touched, then he wanted to be cuddled, then he didn't, he wanted a feed, but he fought the entire time. So much screaming. So little sleep.

At least I didn't have to work today, but poor Daddy did.

Hurry up and emerge, teeth. This long, drawn-out process is becoming very tiresome.

2 comments:

Quilly said...

Kind of makes you want to pull them now and get it overwith, doesn't it?

The Mumma said...

Oh yeah!