yeah, so today? i gots nothin.
seriously. my brain is empty, my tongue is sore from too many premium quality vegetable entertainer crackers (bite size). clearly, i have been over-entertaining myself.
the baby is going through a “difficult phase”. i am afraid that her gums are going to burst forth with a whole set of teeth in the next few days. she is whiny and inconsolable, and going back to that whole “i only sleep on a person” thing. that person, most nights, has been h. regardless of who is trying to make the baby sleep, my sleep has been miserable. the mamabearness does not shut off when my baby cries, even when she is taken care of…in another room. i sleep fitfully, with every muscle tensed and jaw clenched. i wake up a rickety old mess, and immediately brew a pot of coffee.
my mom offered her catch-all remedy when i complained this morning: put some whiskey on those gums. not a lot, she said. just enough to numb them. and, she added in a quieter voice, it’ll help her sleep.
yeah. so i’d really consider this recommendation…but. grandma is crazy if she thinks i’m going to share my whiskey–birthday gift whiskey at that–with an ornery baby. hells no. here baby, have some teething tablets and a cold, wet burp cloth to chew on. i’ll be over at the fridge, putting a little more ice in my glass. glug glug.
i must put the snark away long enough to say it’s not miserable all the time. just today, h and jude visited me at work for lunch (i.e. a hot lunch for little j). jude, of course, was an absolute dream as she was fondled by my adoring coworkers. and before leaving, she gave me loads of drooly, open-mouthed kisses as she held tightly to both sides of my face.
so yeah. my brain is empty and tired, but my heart is full.
