Patrick had to work this morning at 3am. Blah. I always miss him when he has to go in at such yucky hours. Well, I always miss him when he's gone but I especially miss him at those times. I remember him kissing me goodbye around 2:30a. The next thing I know, Emmaline is starting to cry over her monitor. Usually, she fusses for a second and kinda rolls around and I can go put some breast milk into a container of hot water to heat up for her bottle (so it's ready once we're done changing her diaper) and then go in and get her. Well, this morning she cried out for a second and then started screaming. I ran into her room and turned on the light and looked into her crib and couldn't see her... she had slid herself into her swaddled up blanket and her face was completely covered. I grabbed at any part of the blanket I could get and just ripped it open until I got to her. The poor thing was all red and so, so upset. I just held her and calmed her down. I was so shaken up. I know it probably doesn't sound like a big deal to most people but it scared me so bad. What if she hadn't been able to cry out for me? What if I hadn't heard her? I am so proud of her for being able to alert me. I shudder to think what could have happened.
Of course, I didn't want to stop holding her today because I was just scared about this morning. Luckily, she wasn't at all tired after her feeding so we just played all morning. She loves, loves, loves her bouncer now. She just sits there and bats at and grabs her toy chain hanging down from it. I also sat her in my lap and we watched Elmo and Zoey on some Sesame Street videos online. She seemed to like it; it held her attention for quite a few minutes. She's getting to be such a big girl.
We did manage to get a 3-hour nap in though today! It was great... except I kept dreaming she was drowning. I am sure it was just from this morning's incident but when I woke up from my nap, I felt horrible. There's nothing relaxing or satisfying about waking up from a nap where you repeatedly dreamed your baby has a horrible accident.
After our nap, Patrick and I took Emmaline down to the library and we got new library cards. You know you're a nerd when that's the most exciting thing you do all day, ha! We checked out some books (even rented a Sesame Street DVD for Emmaline!) and then walked around the square downtown for a while. When we came home, I sat and played with Emmaline for a while. She is so much fun now. I mean, she's always been so sweet and special... but she just kind of sat there and cried. Now, she is starting to cry less and less and is actually content just sitting places. It's wonderful. I can sit her down and talk to her and play with her but when I need to go to the bathroom or get a drink, I know she will be OK to entertain herself for a minute or two. I am so proud of her. She is so smart and so sweet. This is definitely the point I was kind of waiting for... Every day she learns to do something new or shows us some new trick of hers. I can't believe how exciting it is to watch her grow and see the curiosity in her eyes and the joy she gets when she discovers something.
Right now Pookie is fast asleep in her crib which she has consistently been doing for a couple of weeks now. Every week or so she goes a little longer before waking up for her next feeding. Last night she went 9 1/2 hours before she woke up for her bottle. It's really, really great.
I love my little girl more than anything in the world but that doesn't mean I don't wanna get some shut eye every now and then :)
My sweet girl enjoying her bouncer!
