It started out great, she was in a great mood when she got here at 8:30, by 9:15 she wanted to sleep and suck on her pacifier. The problem was, her momma forgot it. So the plan was for grandma and grandpa bill to make the trek in from Hudson to come see Bug in Dolphin Pups and they were going to stop and buy a pacifier on the way. But they weren’t going to be here till 10:30.
Do you know how long it is from 9:15 to 10:30 in baby hours?
Jeremy and I took turns consoling and baby talking; we tried to lay her down twice. Without a pacie? Haha. Hahahaha. Not a chance.
Jeremy suggested that maybe today was not a good day to take her to the pool. But, but, but, mom and bill were coming…..
10:30 the pacifier arrived and the waters calmed a bit so we decided to go for it.
Dumb. Bad idea. 11:00 we got in the pool, 11:09 the crying started, 11:15 we were out of the pool. You get the picture; I don’t even have to describe the stress of removing wet diaper and suit from a wailing cold wet tired baby.
11:40 we were home and she was asleep in an instant. And me? tense and tired and sore all over. I would like to reiterate that moms that do this stuff all day everyday are truly, legitimately, unbelievably super heroes. exhausting.
For 4 hours she slept, like it was nighttime. The first 3? Fine, good, sleep away. The last hour? C’mon, really? I kept peeking in to hear her breathing when all I could actually hear, in stereo, was my own heartbeat, the bathroom clock ticking and birds chirping.
To my bug: I’m sorry for not listening to you and allowing you to sleep when you wanted to and forcing you into a pool purely for the entertainment of others therefore rendering you utterly exhausted and missing out on a whole day together. No one wants to swim when they’re tired, dumdum Tia. I love you and I will make it up to you.
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