Confessions of a Blogaholic

That seemed to be my frequently repeated question for Rylee who spent at least 3/4 of her 13 hours awake from 7am to 8pm crying and/or screaming her head off. Today was just one of those difficult days when you can't quite tell what's going on, but you definitely know something is not going well.

The day started with a trip to Mom's to let the dog out. Easy enough.

Then, a stop at M&E with Kristen, which was AWESOME!!! Love getting to hang out with her and hear all the excellent things going on in her life. I would hope to someday be friends with some of my students the she is with me, but I think I lack that super caring and compassionate gene that she exhibits so naturally. Halfway through lunch, Ry decided it was time to go all baby-style on me and cry. This was just the beginning of her crazy crying day.

2:40 was her 2-month doctor's appointment. At 23 inches, she is in the 75th percentile for height, and at 12 pounds 12 ounces, she is in the 90th percentile for weight (which the doc said is to be expected when they're so long). Ry got her first round of shots, and it nearly broke my heart to hold her arms while they were administered. I turned her little smiling face away from the nurse and toward me, and I kissed her little chunker cheeks throughout the process. I might have found my reaction and my attempt to soothe her embarrassing in a past life, but with Mommydom comes a loss in the sense of embarrassment; I could think of nothing except soothing her while she screamed. Poor, poor baby.

From there, the crying was basically nonstop. She was so, so, so tired, but she couldn't sleep. I think her little thighs were tender from the shots...She pretty much cried from 4:30 when we got home, until 8:30 when she finally fell asleep.

Then, I ate way too many marshmallows and pieces of Hershey's chocolate in an "I'm only going to eat one...Ooops! Where'd the whole bag go??" fit.

You know what? The day is over. The crying is done. My baby is soothed and sleeping. I am still a good mommy, and I still love her sweet little cheeks.