Hump Day

While it may be Hump Day for some, it's not for me. I doubt, at least. We've had The Sex one time since Lovie's been born... and whilst pregnant, had it twice. Yeah, I'm a little deprived but oh well. I just have no desire to do the deed at 2 in the morning when the hubs finally crawls his ass into bed. And I can't very well complain to him that he needs to come to bed sooner because he handles the midnight feeding which means I get more sleep.

And sleep, lets face it, trumps sex these days.

Oy.

I'm really that old.

So the raZberry Teether thingie I bought yesterday and was excited to get home to sanitize and then give to Lovie? Yeah... FAIL. Well, yesterday it was a fail at least. I don't think she was digging the fact that although it was like a pacifier, it was much larger. Here I thought she'd dig that and the fact that it has little nubbies on it to rub up in her mouth but I guess I was wrong. She took it and just let it fall out of her mouth every time.

We'll see how it goes today.

OMG, speaking of teething... it's impossible that she's teething from the top, right?!? I mean, everything I read says the bottom front two come in first but when she puts our finger in her mouth and chews, I swear we're feeling a little something on the top. This is just our imagination, right?

In the meantime, I'm still anxiously awaiting when those little hands of hers that grab at and hold mine to her little chest (love love love this!) start to grab and manipulate toys and stuff. She's SO close I can taste it. And I can't wait to see her face when it starts to happen for her.

Speaking of watching her reaction to things... the hubs went and got her a Jumperoo yesterday (and of course he had to spend $90 to get one brand spankin' new because Daddy's Girl has to have the shiniest and best!). So funny!! Lovie has definitely grown a lot over the past couple of months but when you see her in the Jumperoo she looks so tiny. And she's got a good foot or so (I suck at scoping out measurements) before her little tootsies can touch the floor!

It was late yesterday (of course) when he got it together and we put her in it, but hopefully today- assuming she takes another three hour nap at daycare- I can get some blankets and pillows under her so she can play in it for a couple minutes. I need to take some pics of her little tootsies though- and how far she's got before reaching the floor. Stinkin' cute.

It's tough having the cutest baby in the world, you know. ;)

Teething

Yesterday was an off day for my little Lovie. She's teething and it's becoming more and more evident- not only from the puddles of drool nearby wherever she may be, but also because she cannot stop chewing on her hands, my shirt (shoulder), etc!

Poor baby.

She's still too little to grab and manipulate things at the same time. She tries so hard but something still isn't connecting... so while she may be chewing on a teether for a minute, as soon as she moves or it moves, she starts to fuss.

And Lovie is not a fussy baby, normally. No really!!

She was happiest yesterday when I held her - but only if I held her so that her head looked over my shoulder... not because she needed to get into the action yesterday, but because she needed to be able to put her mouth on something and that something was my shoulder.

I swear I can still feel the wetness from her drool on my shoulder even though it's been an hour since I held her last!

She slept a lot yesterday, too. And that sucks ass because Saturday and Sundays are the days we look forward to most because there's no daycare for her and no work for us. The past weekends, I'd wake her if she slept more than four hours from the last time she ate... but yesterday was very different.

I'm guessing it's the teething.

She napped so much yesterday and when it was time to eat, she didn't eat much.

I really hope it's nothing more than the teething.

Last night when we put her to bed, she pretty much fell right to sleep. But then an hour later, she woke up crying and wouldn't stop crying. NOT normal Lovie behavior. The hubs tried changing her diaper and giving a frozen binky but she wouldn't have any of it. She just cried and that brought me to near tears.

I scooped her up and held her super tight to me and started singing "our song" (You are my sunshine) and rocked her while she gnawed on the shirt on my shoulder. After the song was over and she was quiet (about 6 minutes after I picked her up), I gently laid her back in her bed and gave her another frozen binky.

She went right back to sleep.

The husband took care of her midnight-ish feeding (he's a night owl) like normal and at about 3AM she started to fuss so I went in and gave her a Binky and she fell asleep for about 20 minutes before fussing again. I fed her at 4am, she didn't eat the whole thing, but seemed OK. After a couple minutes of holding her and letting her, once again, leave my shoulder all wet, I laid her down. She didn't want her binky. She laid there and gently talked to her hands for a while before drifting off to sleep.

Before leaving for daycare and work, I had to wake her to get her dressed and she was a little fussier than her normal smiley self. I was going to let her sleep in the car seat when I dropped her off at daycare, but she woke when I took off her hat, so I scooped her up to say goodbye (kills me!) and held her for a few minutes... when I gave her to the teacher, I saw she left me a present of a huge wet spot on my shoulder again.

I hope she'll be OK at school. I told the morning teacher that she was a little more fussier and more clingy than normal- most likely because of teething- so hopefully they'll be able to find some time to coddle her a bit today.

My poor baby.

I absolutely hate having to be away from her on a day like this... it's one thing when I know she's having fun and learning and growing, but to know that she's not feeling well and letting someone else try to make her feel better.. UGH!