We had the night from he** last night. Baby S had a decent day even though her Baba had to work. She was her rambunctious self and surprised us when at 8:00 p.m. she walked over to her rocking chair, sat down and immediately fell asleep. Baby S always fights sleep and even though she is getting better she just does not drop like that. P and I were stunned, just watching her and wondering if she was truly asleep (see pictures below). We waited ten minutes then decided to place her in her crib. P was beat and asked me to lay down with him while he fell asleep. Then by 9:00 p.m. I too fell asleep.
About an hour later we heard Baby S cry her I'm-really-scared-and-about-to-meltdown-cry. Come to think of it we had not heard it in a while, not with that intensity. P bolted from bed and tried to calm her down. I do not know what's wrong with me because I think I dozed off and was awakened by another bout of crying. Baby S had a nightmare and it must have been the mother of all baby nightmares. Poor thing was sobbing and just crawling out of her skin. She decided that using P as a kicking bag was what she needed and boy did she kick him for a long time. I got the head butting part. At a point P was so sore that he went to sleep at the foot of the bed, but Baby S's tossing and turning kept him up all night. P did not complain once. Now that she's sleeping on her own he realizes that our baby days are numbered and is enjoying whatever he can get. Funny because P has always maintained that babies are highly overrated and was relieved when we found out Baby S would be 15-months old on Family Day. He nicely but sincerely told me that had she been younger I would have been on my own with her until she became more "interesting." :) I do not mind because I have known this for a very long time. P is just not into infants and he's always been honest about his lack of enthusiasm for them.
At approximately 3:00 a.m. P returned to the head of the bed. As soon as he laid down Baby S rolled on top of him, fell asleep and was stuck to her Baba like glue. Just as I am about to fall asleep Baby S began that frantic cry and I could tell by her eyes and body language that she was in the midst of another nightmare. Whatever it was it scared the daylights out of her. As any parent knows the worse thing is to be unable to console your child. We were very frustrated.
P was exhausted this morning and I expect him to go straight to bed when he comes home. I was left with a very cranky and aggressive Baby S. She has spent the day crying, throwing tantrums, head butting me and hitting herself. But in true Baby S fashion she turned into "Adorable, Jolly, Charming Baby S" when P came home for lunch. Maybe she felt bad about all the kicking she did last night and decided to give him a break.
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