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Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Last Night was Terrible

Proximo was up every 2 hours screaming and crying. We could not figure out what was wrong. Scratch that, let's be honest, there's no "We" about it, I am the one getting up at night, not Other Half, so I could not figure out why he was crying.

Baby came to bed with us several times after I gave up trying to comfort him with rocking and constant motion. I don't sleep that well when Proximo is next to me, so after he was asleep, I'd take him back to his crib. If I was lucky, I’d get 1 hour and 45 minutes of sleep. If I was unlucky, I’d get 30 minutes.

When Other Half’s alarm went off at some unearthly hour and he didn’t turn it off, I may have punched him in the back. At least, I remember punching him in the back, but it still didn’t get him out of bed and he barely made it to work. Maybe I need to work on the spouse-punching skills, at least making them effective against sleeping. Naturally, when El Guille came into my room to wake me up and found his little brother there, he poked and poked at the baby until he woke up. How kind of him. Cue two hours of me played referee,

“DO NOT SIT ON HIM. GET OFF OF HIM! GET OFF!” On the plus side, El Guille ate two entire apples and refused toast. Downside, did you not hear what I said? El Guille refused toast. I’m pretty sure means that the end of days is upon us (sucks to be us.)

I stopped by Pebbles in my Pocket on the way to work to get an opaque pen and here is where I owe everyone an apology: there was only ONE Yukon in the parking lot, the rest were Suburbans, Muranos, and XC90s. Don’t get your support hose in a bunch, I’m not scrapbooking, I needed a pen for El Guille’s birthday party invitations. No, Internet, you are not invited; you are NOT on the list. I stopped by my favorite Greek place in town (because it’s the only Greek place in town) but nothing could tear me out of the flayed-alive feeling that only 30 minute increments of sleep gives to you.

Then I worked, which is boring to most of you, so I’ll skip over that part.

Other Half called to say that Proximo was inconsolable, could I please come home on time (“For a change?”) It’s fun to walk in the door and have two little ones make a beeline for you. El Guille gets there first (because he can run) and squeezes me tightly. Proximo wasn’t far behind, crawling with an eye-single to making it to my lap. El Guille was making an argument that I should put candy canes on our Christmas tree. Yes, because I’m stupid.

“Why that is a GREAT idea, el Guille! Yes, we will put all the candy canes we can find onto the tree. After that, I will leave the room and take the baby. You can eat ALL those candy canes and we will never notice they are gone. The wrappers will magically fall off the candy canes and take themselves to the waste bin. Newer, better, stronger, and faster candy canes will emerge from the tree to replace the consumed candy canes and I will not see it. You will remain cheerful and happy, but with a tummy full of candy canes, and no one the wiser.”

The baby buried his face in my neck and then tried to eat my nose. I tickled him and he gave me a wide-mouthed grin, revealing….

One

Little

Tiny

White

Tooth

Oh!

21 comments:

katieel said...

Teething..ugh...soooo horrible...my 2 year old was teething from the time he was 6 months or something until I swear 18 months....ugh...

compulsive writer said...

By the look of your time stamp this night didn't go much better. Are you not amazed at what a good woman can do on 30 minutes of sleep?

I sure am!

Mrs. Dub said...

i really hope this doesn't play into your doomsday mentality, but did you know that baby continue to grow teeth? for, like, two years?

i know, shocking!

fijiangirl said...

Poor guy! I hope tonight is better. Oragel really worked for us.

La Yen said...

I had a dream last night that I was babysitting Guille but he was Agustus Gloop from Willy Wonka. He broke everything at the airport toy store and then I lost him and then I found him and then you came and got him and told me my house was too messy.

Jooj eats candy canes for breakfast, lately. Because I am awesome.

rebrob said...

We decorate our tree with pies, cakes, caramel apples, fudge sundaes and pizza. And none of our kids ever touch it!

Rynell said...

Teething seems endless. Sorry for your lack of sleep.

My lack of sleep last night was due to 4 year old puking all night. Not a good thing.

more caffeine, please said...

You deserve a trip to downtown SLC, to my old neighborhood where one can find the Greek Souvlaki. When we come for the holidays I'm sure 18 will stop there about 18 times so I'll be happy to pick you up anything you want (especially since Proximo can gum a gyro now)!

Anne-Marie said...

I feel your pain. Those nights are the worst, and the fact that we are still expected to function the next day is ridiculous. Oh, but the one tooth grin is the best. My youngest got his top fangs first. It looked creepy cute.

Lucky Red Hen said...

"Oh!" moments are the best... I hate NOT KNOWING what the heck the problem is with the child. Grr. Teeth.

Laquina said...

Thats funny, I couldn't sleep the last two nights either. I think it was just too quiet in my room on the other side of the house from everyone with the giant bed all to myself. It was TERRIBLE.

Marie said...

I am prego with baby #3 and I think that reading this is making me want to fast forward life until baby #3 is at least 3 years old. I probably should wait until after the baby is born to read about these terrible nights to give my terrible nights comfort. But for now, my nights are calm and quiet, waiting for that storm.

Good Luck with tonight, hope it's not as terrible.

Kalli Ko said...

that first snaggle tooth is a lot of work...

poor proximo

Sue said...

Sometimes being a mom sucks. And sometimes it doesn't. Sometimes all in the same 24 hour period. I wish you a good night's rest.

Fig said...

You have to punch him hard enough to knock him out of the bed - sometimes takes both arms and a foot. It's the only way.

Ryan and Susie said...

Isn't it a relief when you finally find out what's wrong? Fevers, runny nose, endless crying. I've had 2 kids and missed the writing on the wall with both, thinking it was something far worse. I'm glad Proximo is ok.

BTW, where's this Greek place you're talking about?

i i eee said...

:( Mama needs some rest.

Teething always sounds like a nightmare to me -children's Motrin, anyone?



p.s. I totally love the CD you gave me. Way to bring the sexy back, in a non-skanky way, eh?

Geo said...

Two words for OH: straight pin.

Two words for the ref: poor you!

Two words for your offspring: lucky boys.

April said...

Ah, give him some rum. It's good for babies and pirates alike. ;)

Mommi Tutu said...

That little white tooth says it all! My Pretty Princess just popped her first two out and so far they haven't been too bad, but boy those long nights really add up!
Hope Proximo is better today!

Julie said...

"Straight pin" ... oh I'm dyin' here!

I hope the next tooth isn't as traumatic for you.