So I have this great lady coming over every few days to help me organize the place, and today we worked on the Garage. Erin came out and helped a bit.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Getting Organized
So I have this great lady coming over every few days to help me organize the place, and today we worked on the Garage. Erin came out and helped a bit.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Officially Teething
Erin is officially teething. She's been lethargic all day, and has been sleeping like magic (took a three-hour nap today). She's drooling and refusing food (so I've been nursing her a lot more). She's currently got a fever of 101.3... but since she's older than 6 months we're not supposed to call unless it reaches 103. We're worried about her, but are pretty sure it's just teething. Poor thing.
Monday, September 20, 2010
Sleep Crying
So, I've posted before about how bad Erin is about taking naps and going to bed right now because of her anxiety about being away from me. I just had to document today: I did the whole wait and let her cry... but that didn't seem to work. It started out trying to let her nap. Then the back and forth of going in and checking on her went to longer than her normal nap... then we were both a bit stubborn. It was 3 hours before I gave in and went and got her. It was so sad. I went in at the 2-5-10-15 minute increments to check on her, and had the monitor on constantly. She just kept standing up and holding on to the side of the crib to cry out. Each time I went in, I'd take her and lay her down, put a pacifier in, tell her I loved her, and variations of calming her down. But every time I started to leave the room (Even before I got out) she'd start screaming out and go to a standing position. She was sooo tired by the end of it, I just kept thinking she'd go to sleep, but she never did. I felt so bad for her. I hadn't realized how long we had been going back and forth on this until I looked up and realized what time it was! It had been three hours! I felt so bad (it was from when Patty dropped her off, I fed her thinking she'd fall asleep nursing, but she didn't so I took her out to play, but she was visibly tired, so I took her to her crib, and that's when it started about 4. It was around 7 when I went and took her out. I held her to help her fall asleep, but she just started babbling to me, so I figured she was awake in spite of herself). I figured she could eat and whatnot. I fed her some fresh applesauce (I had made it during the crying), she acted like she wanted to play a little, so we did. She was so pathetic, barely could hold herself up but she was determined to have fun. So I wasn't sure if she'd eat anything, since I'd just nursed her again, but she must have worked herself up an appetite. I decided to be a bit nice and not put her in the highchair to eat. Instead I just brought the food down to her where she had been playing. She enjoyed it, and got a bit on her face and hands, so it quickly became bathtime.
Now, Chris and I had discussed redoing her schedule a bit and doing: feeding, bathtime, and then playtime till she told us she was tired. This was because she was getting so tired at dinnertime that bathtimes were no longer enjoyable. So I was supposed to empliment this tonight, but it didn't happen because she was so tired. I didn't even put her in the bath. I ran the water and stripped her down, but just kept her on my lap where she was clinging to me for dear life. I took one of our glove washclothes and wiped her down. It was good, she didn't cry at all, but she was very tired. Mom came in and lotioned her where she was. She still seemed to be fighting going to sleep, which didn't bother me because I had already said to myself I'd let her play if she felt like it after we were done. But when I put on a new diaper she started to fall asleep. So I just rocked her a little bit and sang to her. There was little fight after that. So far it's 10:30 and she's already woken up once. She's just so tired! But its because she's so smart and curious she always wants to know what's going on (and where I am). I hope she gets a good nights sleep.
I'm not going to fight her on naps again. That was too hard for both of us, and I think I made my point to her. I'll just do what I normally do. If she's awake enough to scream she's awake enough to play (During the day only of course). Basically, if she screams when I put her to sleep for naptime and she doesn't stop I go in try once to set her down, but if she continues I take her out and we continue playing. She'll eventually give me the signal again and we try again. Sometimes I have to try three or four times, but eventually she goes without arguing.
I just felt bad about today. I just wanted to stand my ground on the thing, but I should have reminded myself that that's for bedtime and not naps.
Now, Chris and I had discussed redoing her schedule a bit and doing: feeding, bathtime, and then playtime till she told us she was tired. This was because she was getting so tired at dinnertime that bathtimes were no longer enjoyable. So I was supposed to empliment this tonight, but it didn't happen because she was so tired. I didn't even put her in the bath. I ran the water and stripped her down, but just kept her on my lap where she was clinging to me for dear life. I took one of our glove washclothes and wiped her down. It was good, she didn't cry at all, but she was very tired. Mom came in and lotioned her where she was. She still seemed to be fighting going to sleep, which didn't bother me because I had already said to myself I'd let her play if she felt like it after we were done. But when I put on a new diaper she started to fall asleep. So I just rocked her a little bit and sang to her. There was little fight after that. So far it's 10:30 and she's already woken up once. She's just so tired! But its because she's so smart and curious she always wants to know what's going on (and where I am). I hope she gets a good nights sleep.
I'm not going to fight her on naps again. That was too hard for both of us, and I think I made my point to her. I'll just do what I normally do. If she's awake enough to scream she's awake enough to play (During the day only of course). Basically, if she screams when I put her to sleep for naptime and she doesn't stop I go in try once to set her down, but if she continues I take her out and we continue playing. She'll eventually give me the signal again and we try again. Sometimes I have to try three or four times, but eventually she goes without arguing.
I just felt bad about today. I just wanted to stand my ground on the thing, but I should have reminded myself that that's for bedtime and not naps.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Clingy Child
Erin's going through Seperation Anxiety. It gets worse every day. I'm working on it. It's harder for her to take naps lately because of it. Oye.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Sleepless Nights
Right now I'm suffering from insomnia (as you can tell by the time stamp on this post), but it is not due directly to Erin. But because I'm awake already I've been the one going and checking on her.
Let me restart: She was sleeping pretty well through the night, waking up only ever so often at 3-5am and then for the day at 7am. Chris would do hisi daddy duty and put her back to sleep at the 3-5 waking. In Peru she started waking up at around midnight, 3-5am, and 7am. I let this slide because she was not in her own bed, new environment, etc, etc. So I'd just nurse her back to sleep. She did fine and would fall right back until the next time slot.
But now that we are back she has gotten a whole new attitude towards sleeping. I can't get her to nap worth anything. It tires me out and I just can't deal with it sometimes. I cheat and it seems the only way she'll nap is if she nurses... but even then that does not work all the time. She just gets sooo tired! I don't understand, because I put her down at the first signs of sleepiness, and the moment she knows where she's going it's bloody-murder! You'd think I was pinching her all over or something! It's aweful and I just don't know what to do. I get so frustrated... I can barely get myself to walk away sometimes though. Sometimes I just pick her right back out and say "Okay, if you are awake enough to stand in your crib/cry that hard/etc you are gonna just be awake." I'll take her out and we'll go back out into the living room for some more play time. I don't want to have to nurse her to get her to nap because I know that's "bad association", but I'll be darned if that isn't exactly what I have to do most of the time. Everyone else seems to be able to get her to just pop right off to sleep for a nap, though.
Maybe it is just the seperation anxiety... that must be what happens at night, too.
I'm glad Chris puts her to sleep at night, but she knows that I'm not there and he's having a harder time getting her to stop crying. She knows the routine, I don't know why she doesn't go with it and accept that it's daddy time and not mommy time.
But anyway, back to what I was saying in the begining: She's waking up at 12/1am and crying crying crying! In Peru it wasn't hard to handle because her crib was right there, I'd get her before she woke up anyone else and nurse her back to sleep. But I don't want to keep doing that.
I've been sending Chris in to take care of her, but I know it's been wearing on him as well. Tonight was a different night. I decided that since I've got this insomnia (that's been pestering me for a while now, and it's just getting worse since I've been back. I really gotta get this under control) I'd just get her before it got too out of hand and nurse her. So at midnight when she started crying I did just that. I cheated and nursed her back to sleep. But that didn't do the trick this time. She woke up again about 30 minutes later. She's just stopped crying. Almost two hours later. It's so quiet I'm kind of scared.
I tried so hard to console her. I gave her her paci multiple times without avail. I put origel on her gums in case it was tooth pain. I knew it wasn't hunger so I didn't bother nursing. But I did eventually pick her up and try and rock her, sing to her, and walk around with her. She only stoped crying for a second when I started walking... but only a second or two. It was bad. I had to set her down she was squirming so much. I rubbed her belly. She remained "swaddled" in the wombie, but that just seemed to piss her off more (I wonder a little bit if it's the detergent because it got washed with regular stuff rather than Dreft, and it's kind of the first batch of stuff that's got a bit stronger smell to it than normal. Just in case I'm gonna rewash it when I wake up).
I had to just walk away. I called the Blue Cross Baby hotline, but it's really only for pregnancy up till 6 weeks (newborns), so they told me to check for fever and stuff (which she doesn't have). I tried calling my pediatrician, but unless I wanted the emergency triage people I had little options except to wait to call until the morning... which is what I'm going to do.
So, after some pacing, I sat in the living room with tears and the video monitor watching as Erin rolled around and banged her head against things (which only made her cry louder). It was a good hard cry for an hour and a half, and then another 30 minutes of intermitten sobs and short bursts. It always sounds like she's in pain, so I don't know what it could be.
After crying a bit myself, I looked up possible things of what it could be. The internet kept saying "night terrors". Some other suggestions were teething (which the oragel should have fixed almost immediately), seperation anxiety, and gas.
All I know is she's asleep and I'm tired. My mind keeps racing and I've gotta get it under control so I can be a good mom for Erin. I'm just greatful that Chris is able to watch her when she wakes up... I just wish he would get up right away when she gets up. But that's another blog.
I'd better get some sleep... after I check on her. Night.
Let me restart: She was sleeping pretty well through the night, waking up only ever so often at 3-5am and then for the day at 7am. Chris would do hisi daddy duty and put her back to sleep at the 3-5 waking. In Peru she started waking up at around midnight, 3-5am, and 7am. I let this slide because she was not in her own bed, new environment, etc, etc. So I'd just nurse her back to sleep. She did fine and would fall right back until the next time slot.
But now that we are back she has gotten a whole new attitude towards sleeping. I can't get her to nap worth anything. It tires me out and I just can't deal with it sometimes. I cheat and it seems the only way she'll nap is if she nurses... but even then that does not work all the time. She just gets sooo tired! I don't understand, because I put her down at the first signs of sleepiness, and the moment she knows where she's going it's bloody-murder! You'd think I was pinching her all over or something! It's aweful and I just don't know what to do. I get so frustrated... I can barely get myself to walk away sometimes though. Sometimes I just pick her right back out and say "Okay, if you are awake enough to stand in your crib/cry that hard/etc you are gonna just be awake." I'll take her out and we'll go back out into the living room for some more play time. I don't want to have to nurse her to get her to nap because I know that's "bad association", but I'll be darned if that isn't exactly what I have to do most of the time. Everyone else seems to be able to get her to just pop right off to sleep for a nap, though.
Maybe it is just the seperation anxiety... that must be what happens at night, too.
I'm glad Chris puts her to sleep at night, but she knows that I'm not there and he's having a harder time getting her to stop crying. She knows the routine, I don't know why she doesn't go with it and accept that it's daddy time and not mommy time.
But anyway, back to what I was saying in the begining: She's waking up at 12/1am and crying crying crying! In Peru it wasn't hard to handle because her crib was right there, I'd get her before she woke up anyone else and nurse her back to sleep. But I don't want to keep doing that.
I've been sending Chris in to take care of her, but I know it's been wearing on him as well. Tonight was a different night. I decided that since I've got this insomnia (that's been pestering me for a while now, and it's just getting worse since I've been back. I really gotta get this under control) I'd just get her before it got too out of hand and nurse her. So at midnight when she started crying I did just that. I cheated and nursed her back to sleep. But that didn't do the trick this time. She woke up again about 30 minutes later. She's just stopped crying. Almost two hours later. It's so quiet I'm kind of scared.
I tried so hard to console her. I gave her her paci multiple times without avail. I put origel on her gums in case it was tooth pain. I knew it wasn't hunger so I didn't bother nursing. But I did eventually pick her up and try and rock her, sing to her, and walk around with her. She only stoped crying for a second when I started walking... but only a second or two. It was bad. I had to set her down she was squirming so much. I rubbed her belly. She remained "swaddled" in the wombie, but that just seemed to piss her off more (I wonder a little bit if it's the detergent because it got washed with regular stuff rather than Dreft, and it's kind of the first batch of stuff that's got a bit stronger smell to it than normal. Just in case I'm gonna rewash it when I wake up).
I had to just walk away. I called the Blue Cross Baby hotline, but it's really only for pregnancy up till 6 weeks (newborns), so they told me to check for fever and stuff (which she doesn't have). I tried calling my pediatrician, but unless I wanted the emergency triage people I had little options except to wait to call until the morning... which is what I'm going to do.
So, after some pacing, I sat in the living room with tears and the video monitor watching as Erin rolled around and banged her head against things (which only made her cry louder). It was a good hard cry for an hour and a half, and then another 30 minutes of intermitten sobs and short bursts. It always sounds like she's in pain, so I don't know what it could be.
After crying a bit myself, I looked up possible things of what it could be. The internet kept saying "night terrors". Some other suggestions were teething (which the oragel should have fixed almost immediately), seperation anxiety, and gas.
All I know is she's asleep and I'm tired. My mind keeps racing and I've gotta get it under control so I can be a good mom for Erin. I'm just greatful that Chris is able to watch her when she wakes up... I just wish he would get up right away when she gets up. But that's another blog.
I'd better get some sleep... after I check on her. Night.
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Letter to Erin - # 4
Erin,
May I whisper something in your ear? I love you. It's so true. I know I have many names for you that might sound demeaning, but I hope you have found them endearing: Monkey face, monkey butt, hairy butt, little butt-butt, stinky (butt), stinky-meninky, cutie patutie/fatutie, munchkin, my rosebud, my pressious, little princess,.. but most of all: Mine. I am so greatful that God has given you to me to have and protect and help grow in His glory and light. I cannot say it enough: you are the best thing that has happened in my life and I thank God every day for you. You are my everything. And I know you will read this years and years down the line but I just want to be able to tell you how much I love you. Right now you are almost 7 months (and my! how that time has flown!) and I don't understand why people say that I'm spoiling you. I don't think it's possible at this age, even for someone as intelligent as you are. I don't think it's wrong for me to come get you when you state that you are no longer willing to be where you are, especially when you cannot get out. It's my duty to do this and ease your storm before it hits. I want you to know that in spite of people constantly saying I caudle you and whatnot, I love you and don't care what they think, as long as you feel protected, I am here. If you are safe, I will let you be. But if you ever don't feel comfortable, even in the basic ways of feeling tired or hungry, I am here for you and will not make you wait long at all for those needs to be met.
This last trip has really gotten me. My tounge cannot always grasp words, and though I may call you a smattering of those names, please remember: you are mine, and I am yours. You are my Erin. And though I cannot always put those words together they are forever true. And that I love you. I hope this makes sense one day.
I love you,
Love,
Mama/Me
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