Today might be the day that I run away from home, screaming like a wild woman, still wearing my pyjamas at three in the afternoon.
Ella has a tooth coming in and this time around, instead of spewing poop or snot, she is spewing pure evil. I know I should probably be more sympathetic, but it's getting hard and I'm out of Baby Tylenol. She is too uncomfortable to fall asleep, which means I have bruises and a crooked pair of glasses from trying to rock her to sleep for the last hour. I just gave up and put her in her crib to work it out on her own. She screamed for ten minutes and has finally, blessedly, stopped screaming.
Oh, wait, just kidding. She's screaming again.
December 13, 2007
Crazed
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2 comments:
Wow! I hope it went alright after that! I would worry if my kid;s head started spinning. Sometimes I check to see but then realize he's just throwing a tantrum.
Get more Tylenol NOW!! OMG I can't imagine teething w/out Tylenol. Good Luck!!
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