Sarah and I now trade off feeding and playing with Margaret on weekend mornings which allows each of us one day to sleep in (awesome).
Since I had to work yesterday, today was my turn. Sarah was so nice as to actually breast feed Margaret and take pictures of us before handing her off, so in actuality, she didn't actually get to sleep in either. Regardless, my girl and I spent alone time this morning reading, singing, playing and trying to fall asleep.
Margaret was loads of fun this morning, all smiles and goo goo eyes at dad, and didn't actually become fussy until I tried to put her down when she wasn't yet tired.
I guess sometimes, dad's own desire to get some shuteye over rides the part of the brain that drives parental responsibility.
Lunch with the Koos was at the Hong Kong Country Club this afternoon.
For some reason, Margaret picked the moment when Sarah and I started to relax into our afternoon to bust out in a fit of crabbiness that has lasted almost the entire rest of the day.
Standing in the parking lot so as not to disturb the other diners, Andrew, Samantha, Margaret and I stood by the parking lot as dignified women in big hair and floral print stretchy pants threw glances our way as they walked past.
Yes, they'll let anyone into the Country Club these days... after getting off the 10 year wait list.
She wasn't all pins and pricks, though, as these pictures attest. She managed a few smiles for the Koos and even survived an afternoon in Central where we ran some errands.
Margaret seemed to recover in the afternoon after we got home; even acquiescing to play with mommy and daddy in her crib and flash this gummy smile while on her tummy.
Usually, she rather dislikes being on her stomach.
Her recovery from crabbiness has been short lived, however. We had Molly and Bill over for dinner and halfway through, she busted out in full force, crying fury.
After making sure that her diaper was fine, that she was warm enough and that she wasn't in any sort of apparent pain, I put her down again and she quieted down.
We're not sure what's going on with Margaret these days. Last week, after weeks of sleeping through the night, she started waking up at 4:30. Now that's over, but this whole day she's been fussy and fidgety and will randomly break out in screaming.
So much of taking care of a baby is trying to figure out what's wrong with your child without the benefit of her being able to tell you. Sometimes, it's super hard.
We're just hoping that she'll sleep through tonight.
SAM and I are both exhausted.
4 comments:
It's lucky she's irresistably cute when she's happy! I love seeing her looking at books with you. So cool. She has wonderful, loving parents, who are attending to her every need, even when they're not sure what that need is. Lucky little girl.
It's so fun to see her with George and the kids because she fits right in! And then when she's with you two, there's no doubt who she belongs to. I guess she's just her own lovely chameleon self right now, depending on her look or expression of the moment. Won't it be fun to watch her change and grow into that self who will be totally unique, like every other child? :-)
Hope you got to sleep through last night! Love you. XXOO
Worry not.
The marines are on the way.
The situation will be well in hand! :)
Teeth? They often cause V trouble even well before they come in: Inexplicable fussiness, inabililty/refusal to sleep, extreme clinginess, general parental frustration are our cues these days. But don't worry. It will be over in a couple of years. grin... I say hand her off to 'pa and go out for dinner.
Incidentally, she's gorgeous.
xoe
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