Xiaoniu 小妞

Today, I think that all three of us have our asses dragging on the ground. Little babies with gas pains don’t sleep too well and the phrase “If she ain’t happy, then nobody’s happy.” takes on a very real meaning to parents. I can’t complain too much myself since Sue probably got less sleep than I and what she did get was probably not great sleep, but I’m still sitting at my desk at work with my eyes watering from yawning.

The night started off no different than any. We even went out for a walk and Emelia was asleep by 9pm. We were planning to bath her to get off all the stickiness from the hot day, but since she was asleep by the time we got home we decided not to wake her up. Then at 10pm she woke up. She wasn’t too upset at such a short nap so close to bedtime so we bathed her. That went okay. She started to get fussy by the end.

She was dressed and in bed with Sue in no time. Then she ate and ate and ate some more. 30 minutes later still awake. Finally after a little while longer she was out. Sue and I then finished up packing laundry and putting away things around the house. Baby woke up and it was back to bed for Sue to put her asleep again. Daddies are in general useless in these situations. As much as I want to help and try to help I just can’t replace Sue. Needless to say it’s late by now. I forget how late, but I’m sure it’s well passed 11pm. Way passed our usual bedtime.

Sometime around 2am Emelia’s up and screaming. Nothing consoles her. Must be gas. So, a dose of Mylicon down the gullet and wait for a couple minutes. The scream subsides and I decide to put her into a fresh diaper. Baby Emelia equipped with a dry diaper and a fussy attitude make it back to mommy. Back to bed for daddy.

3:40am rolls around and Sue yells at dad to wake him. Such a heavy sleeper. You’d think he was tired or something. Emelia is not a happy baby again. Another dose of Mylicon and back to mommy she goes. This time no feeding is required. She just simply wants to be held by mom and for some reason she actually likes to be on her tummy. We never let her sleep that way and she usually doesn’t like it, but Sue did it just in case it would help with the gas pains. It must have. A while later and she’s out again. Sue and Emelia find a mutually acceptable and safe sleeping position then they’re out. Back to bed for daddy.

5:30am and the alarms goes off. Time to get up and get started with the day. Yeah right. It’s a good thing I had the forethought to put the alarm clock far away from the bed making it necessary to stumble my way over to turn it off. If the thing was any closer to the bed I would never have left it. I usually get right to work assembling everything for the day (tea, coffee, lunches and bottles and sometimes dishes), but not today. I sat light a lump for about 20 minutes before getting things ready.

Now that I’m at work I’m feeling better and it sounds like Sue is okay too. Little girl wasn’t the happiest when I dropped her off, but I could pull a smile out of her so she can’t be that bad off. I think she’s just tired. Hopefully, she won’t give daycare too much crap. It’s bad enough for the babies to be a handful on Mondays (most are), but a fussy baby on a Friday really sucks.