Sunday, January 30, 2005

EmaLee has invaded the house

All I can say is THANK GOD today is over with! Today was just a horrible day. You might have to lock me up in a looney bin before those dang teeth come in! Poor thing was crabby and in pain all day. My only way of dealing with it is to comfort her, meaning have her on me all day. Normally this wouldn't be a problem BUT Daddy was home today and he decided to throw in his two cents worth of information... Let's just say that didn't sit well with me. I know he is her father and he is trying to help by telling me something he believes to be right... On the other hand I am home all day with her, I know what every little cry means... when she eats, when she naps... I know all, I have to. Sooo, when Daddy comes into the equation and starts telling me text book information on what not to do when taking care of our child, I kind of freaked. Daddy thinks that it is okay for her to cry when you put her down...normaly I would tend to agree But the poor child is in pain people... I can't stand to hear her cry for me when I am her only source of comfort. Before I had Emily I read all the books, listened to all the advise, watched all the shows about how to take care of a baby. I thought I knew what to do when a baby cried, when they were upset...blah blah blah. I knew nothing. All I know now is that my poor baby is hurting and she wants her mommy, and I could care less what the books say, I WILL pick up my daughter and comfort her and let her know all is okay in her world. If I am not going to tell her that she is safe, make her feel better than who the hell will? That is my job. So, screw the laundry, dinner, and the house for that matter... Emily needs me a lot more lately and I will be there for her.
Ugh, I just feel like so tired myself. Taking care of her when she is like this is so exhausting. Not just mentally but because I spend so much time trying to comfort her the house is going to crap. On the rare occassion that I can put Emily down I am flying all around the house trying to get the bare minimum done. Night time is my only time to do a few things for myself. I treasure that time to do the few things I have always enjoyed... reading, Internet, and streching out with the dogs on the couch to watch TV. Before I know it is time to go to bed... need as much sleep as I can get for another day.
I feel like my sweet little girl is gone... her evil twin EmaLee has taken over and invaded our house. She whines and cries all day... she has fits and flails her body about. Where oh where has my little girl gone? I want EmaLee to go and my sweet Emily to come back!! Come back Emily! Mommy misses you!! LOL...I know this is just a phase but crap does it have to take so long for stinkin teeth to come out!!!
On a much lighter note her Aunt Kari and Uncle Ian came to visit with her for a couple of days. She took right away to them. They are so sweet to her, so good, you can just see how much they love her. She had so much fun with them, she was actually in a good mood for them too which I am sure they were happy about! LOL! Her Uncle Ian gave me a wonderful tip... he said he went once to buy a "Bed in a Bag" and then he stated to me that it doesn't actually have a Bed in the Bag.... Ahhh, I didn't realize I came off as that stupid to people! I have never laughed so hard at something!! He was so serious about it like he was telling me something very helpful... Gez, I know I look a mess and probably come off as if I have lost my mind these days but I am sure that I could figure out that you can't fit a headboard, a frame, and fold up a spring mattress to fit in a stinkin bag!! I really almost peed myself!
So my father finally got his way and my sister started a Blog of her own. She has two kids of her own. Joy and Catie... Sweet sweet kids, although my sister I think calls them the devil children... they are not! Anyway, in her blog she mentions something about me making a shrine to Emily...LOL... I probably do come off like that to people, even in my own family. Well crap, it did take 10 years for her to get here! It turns out that I am one of those people that only talks about their kid... I used to hate those people... What do you want people, I stay at home all day with a 9 month old... that is my life, that is what I talk about! I decided too that it is okay to totally spoil a child (my child) as well... I decided that as long as you bring them up to be good and decent people that is all that matters. So what that I plan on buying her diamond earings for her Birthday? I think at least a half a carat would look good in those cute little lobes! She's my kid and I can spoil her if I want to. I really don't care what people think... So on that note, my night time is ending so I better go... want to be fresh for tomorrow... keep praying for those teeth!