Late December back in '63!
What a very special time for me!
As I remember, what a night!
Oh, what a night!
You know I didn't even know her name.
But I was never gonna be the same.
What a lady, what a night!
I wish my night was as good as the song, but alas, it was just the opposite! I went to happy hour at one of a friend's house with the girls and sadly, that was the only happy part of my night.
Once we finally got both the kids in bed, there was a quiet before the storm. Andy spent some time jammin' to tunes downstairs (his normal activity associated with drinking beer on the weekends). I had a sinus headache so I settled in bed with a movie upstairs. I got too tired waiting for Andy, so I finally fell asleep. Can't imagine why I was so tired - oh wait, that's right, the kids have been waking me for the past week or so!
Around 11:30 pm I awoke to K's screams. Not just I want my Momma type scream, but wake the #$*& up and come get me type of scream! I walked into her room and almost got knocked over by the odor! She threw up in her bed, on her blankets and stuffed animals, over the railing of her bed and all over the floor! Poor kid had it in her ear and all over the side of her head! I picked her up, took her to the bathroom and stripped her down then woke Andy to help (thank goodness for me he was home). Not to get too graphic, but it was red grapes that she had earlier that evening. Skins and all! YUCK! Andy scrubbed her crib and floor and stripped the entire bed while I bathed her and then took her downstairs to get her some water and snuggle. I also washed her bedding. By 1 am she was ready to go back to bed. Andy had set up her pack-n-play in the guest room until I could get her crib back together.
If that wasn't bad enough, I couldn't fall back to sleep, so I crashed on the sofa while trying to fall asleep to an episode of Band of Brothers from On Demand (because we all know how bad the options are on t.v. in the middle of the night!) About an hour later, Riley wanders downstairs in tears. When I asked him what was wrong, he said "I need you Mommy." UGH! I love that my children need me, but I wish they would just need me during the daylight hours!
Then at the crack of dawn, which thankfully occurs much later out here than back east due to our location in the time zone and the mts., Kendall was up crying to get out of her bed.
I'm hoping that tonight is much more peaceful...Momma needs to sleep through the night for at least one night! Oh the joys of motherhood!
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