|Faking the sweet.|
Is having an I-want-to-be-an-only-child kind of day.
It started at 4 am when she woke up screaming. I dutifully went to check on her and found a totally soaked baby -- full diaper, soaked jammies, soaked sleep sack. So we did a middle-of-the-night by
6.45 and Charles is leaving for the hospital. He sneaks in to say good-bye as always...and immediately sneaks back out! The not-good word is that she is awake and looking around. "Maybe she'll go back to sleep?" hope I. Ha! 7.05 and Mommy goes to save her...blow out!
I could continue, but I'll spare the gory. As I write, it is 11.30. Since my early-morning
My plan to try taking her to the store this morning? SO not happening. Ever ever never.