I leave for the bank while my husband is home for lunch because I just HAVE to get out of the house. Rebecca has been fussing ALL morning and NOTHING is making her happy. No fever...just LOTS and LOTS of fussing. She wants to eat, doesn't want to sit in her high chair. Not allowed to eat out of her high chair. Doesn't like that. Fuss. Wants to be held. Pick up. Fuss--wants down. Fuss--wants back up. Over and over and over.
12:35 PM
I return home. Rebecca is in bed, screaming. Daddy put her there because she wouldn't stop crying and was rubbing her eyes.
1:11 PM
Rebecca finally is quiet, after lots of screaming. I breathe a sigh of relief.
1:44 PM
Rachel yells down the stairs to me--something she KNOWS she's not supposed to do when her sister is in bed.
1:44 PM
Rebecca wakes up crying--only 33 minutes of sleep. I yell at Rachel in frustration.
1:46 PM
Rebecca is screaming in bed, again. I'm waiting for her to go back to sleep. It may never happen. My head hurts. I don't want to go get her, because it will just be a repeat of this morning.
Urgh - I would have lost my temper with the yelling downstairs, too - argh!! So sorry...this is so frustrating. Luke has been fussier than usual too, but not quite to this extreme... :(
ReplyDeleteBut I actually laughed out loud watching that commercial. Who's supposed to watch the baby during the bubble bath, you know?
Sending you lots of hugs and hopes that tomorrow will be better!
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