some whining

[flea]

Sleep news: after a great start to the week, Casper was horrible between 3:15 and 4:45 last night. Awake, crying and whining alternately, a pain in the ass, nothing was right (I repositioned the bunny, the bunny blanket and the soft blanket approximately 47 times), when I got frustrated and tried to tag-team out to mr. flea she howled for 10 minutes. This can't go on. On two levels - I need more sleep than I'm getting, and will need even more in future, and I need to be able to tag-team out to mr. flea, and will even more in future.

Ow news: well, my pelvis only hurts when I stand up and walk. Unfortunately, I have to do that a fair amount. It's just an ache, not killing me, but I'd certainly rather not have it. I also fell off a kitchen stool backwards yesterday AM (I am blaming the cat, for startling me) and landed on my shoulder and hip. As expected, I was fine at the time and today am stiff and sore. Ow.

Mood news: having a bad attitude at work. Got exasperated at someone, who deserved it, but there's no point me getting exasperated when it doesn't accomplish anything. Tired. Dreading having a newborn about. Want a vacation from my life (primarily, anything to do with stress and responsibility, i.e. work and child) at the moment. Financially and practically impossible.

It's not all bad. Casper and I had a wonderful time together yesterday afternoon, cooking dinner. She ate nearly all the green beans I was planning to cook, raw. But I need a break. And some sleep. Don't know how to get either right now.

Comments

[vwbug.livejournal.com]

Maybe we could just take off and go the beach for a week? Think everyone in our lives would understand?

[forodwaith.livejournal.com]

Can you get away for a night on your own, either to a friend's house or a hotel? If it's Mr. Flea or no-one, Casper might be more inclined to accept the inevitable.

And ow. Sorry to hear about the achiness.

[cashmerepett.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry you're so tired. I call it the Never Ending Battle of Toddler Sleep.

Owen just went on a bedtime strike after 6 lovely weeks of perfect bedtime routine. For no. apparent. reason.

I wish we could communicate to the wee ones how much they're going to wish they could sleep as much when they get older.

Sleep--it's wasted on the young.

[rivka.livejournal.com]

Argh. Alex has abruptly developed sleep issues too, after several weeks of lovely, lovely through-the-night predictability. It's so much harder to go backward.

Good luck to you.