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fleaFirst of all, we had a good meeting at work this morning and I am being productive (activity right this minute notwithstanding), so I am feeling good. Despite:
Receiving a paycheck for $304 (partly reduced because the child care center's auto-withdrawal is screwed up and taking $150 too much, and partly because this is the paycheck that has the health insurance taken out, and partly because this year we're doing a pre-tax reimbursement account for child care, but still, $304 for 2 weeks' work is a hard pill to swallow!)
Casper seemed like she was going to go to bed fine last night, but faked us out at 8:50 and eventually didn't go to sleep until 10. Most of which mr. flea dealt with, but it still made me angry and kept me awake.
Casper was up at 5, asked to nurse. We had been doing this about every other night, and she'd nurse for a couple of minutes and then stop and go back to sleep, or ask for milk and drink it and go back to sleep. This morning when I cut her off after 5 minutes she melted down, refused milk, abused her stuffed puppy, etc. Would not let mr. flea near her, so we couldn't tag team and I was getting quite angry. At 6:20 I decided that the only way to salvage the day was for us all to get dressed and go to Elmo's for breakfast, which we did. Then Casper pitched a fit when they dropped me off at work.
I think we need to wean cold turkey now. Gah.
Receiving a paycheck for $304 (partly reduced because the child care center's auto-withdrawal is screwed up and taking $150 too much, and partly because this is the paycheck that has the health insurance taken out, and partly because this year we're doing a pre-tax reimbursement account for child care, but still, $304 for 2 weeks' work is a hard pill to swallow!)
Casper seemed like she was going to go to bed fine last night, but faked us out at 8:50 and eventually didn't go to sleep until 10. Most of which mr. flea dealt with, but it still made me angry and kept me awake.
Casper was up at 5, asked to nurse. We had been doing this about every other night, and she'd nurse for a couple of minutes and then stop and go back to sleep, or ask for milk and drink it and go back to sleep. This morning when I cut her off after 5 minutes she melted down, refused milk, abused her stuffed puppy, etc. Would not let mr. flea near her, so we couldn't tag team and I was getting quite angry. At 6:20 I decided that the only way to salvage the day was for us all to get dressed and go to Elmo's for breakfast, which we did. Then Casper pitched a fit when they dropped me off at work.
I think we need to wean cold turkey now. Gah.