It was a difficult week. Probably the hardest I've had so far. I think Amelia went through a mini growth spurt at the end of the week. Wednesday I might have gotten 4 hrs of INTERRUPTED sleep and Thursday night I probably got less than 3 hrs of INTERRUPTED sleep...at most. She must have heard me talk about missing her while she sleeps, because come Wednesday she had no interest in sleep. She is always a happy baby, but this week she just wanted to be held and cuddled every second of the day. And sleep was not a priority. Instead she bobbled her head all around, thrashing it onto my chest, practiced her smiles and squirmed and ferociously kicked her little feet. I mean why sleep when you can just wiggle about and smile all day and night?!
While this is all lovely and fine when you're the baby...as the mom - I was a complete mess by Friday. Thank goodness Dan is amazingly patient and helped me through all the errands I struggled to get done last minute Friday. He let me nap until 1pm! It also didn't help that I talked to the rudest person Ive ever spoken to on the phone as I tried to make hotel reservations. She was mean...and I told her so. Anyways, I was a disaster.
Thankfully Chey came to visit and I relaxed a bit and Amelia enjoyed the company of her auntie.
For now, I think we are back on a normal sleeping schedule - phew!!
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