Hubby gets kicked!

Last night the boy was frantically kicking again. I called Guenter and he actually got kicked FOUR times. It didn't bring out the same response. He just smiled. I usually run for the bathroom. It was sweet to see him enjoy the moment. I guess it makes it more real for him.

Jenna is going through a very strange period in her adjustment. The nanny said she doesn't take her afternoon nap any more and just fusses. We have been having similar problems with her in the evening and this morning (AT 4 AM!!!!) she decided to scream like a maniac. She had ben fed, diaper changed, burped and there wasn't much else to do.

We finally made the decision to let her cry it out--in her own room. Even though she is almost bursting out the sides of the bassinet, she still sleeps there for our convience (we can roll over and place the pacifer in her mouth and fall back asleep without much trouble). But she does have a nice little room, all decorated that is used only to change diapers and clothing.

Well, this morning she was banished there by her weary parents. We turned on the sassy mobile and let her cry. I felt like such schmuck for being a mother that didn't care to comfort her anylonger. But something has to change--for all our sanity!

After 30 minutes she fell asleep. Once again I was the mean mommy when I did the reverse to her and pulled her out of her deep, peaceful slumber to change her diaper and put her in the car seat to take her to the nanny. She screamed again. I wonder if I should start a savings account for her therapy right now! Ha Ha.

Posted by Krista at September 2, 2004 10:29 AM