*Screams from the Baby Monitor*
It’s my turn tonight to get up and cuddle the Milebear when it’s time… It’s time. For the Fourth time since 1am – Because 4 month sleep regression – YAY! Papi has to wake me up because I never hear the baby – and I stumble out of bed. Grab a bottle. Damn – last clean one gotta go to the store to get dish soap in the morning to clean the rest.
Feed. Burp. Throw up. Finish feeding. Burp. More throw up. Change onesie & shirt. Cuddle. Burp. Fall back asleep.
*Cue the Goo Goos & Gaa Gaas*
She always wakes up so Happy. Let’s let Papi and Chechies sleep and go on the other room. Goos. Gaas.
Rumbley in her Tumbly. SHIT. No clean bottles.
Wash the last one we used with Hand Soap and hope for the best.
Feed. Burp. Throw up a little. Finish feeding. Burp. Cuddle. Burp.
Play in bed while Mommy tries her hardest to fall back asleep for a few minutes.
Ok. Kids gotta eat again – I have to go to the store. I think Papi and Chech are up. They can take care of Milé while I run to the store for soap. Clean the bottle again – it’ll be fine. Search for a sweater, because apparently South Florida has turned into Antarctica overnight. Hustle to the store.
Ok dish soap. Dish soap. Dish soap. Ooh! Buy one get one free! Ooh Avocado 10 for $10? Hmm I should just do groceries since I don’t have kids and we need food to survive. Lettuce. Pears ooh yum Alex loves Pears. Ham. Cheese. Garbage Bags. What else… More down this aisle. Frozen veggies not fresh because I never make them in time and Javy gets mad at me when I throw away bad food. Hmm, what kind of meat is it again that I need for that Roast Memaw taught me? Let’s call her. Rump – looks like a triangle. Got it. Pasta. Rice – we got rice. Ooh Eggplant – that eggplant Mom made was good. Back to Produce… Ok where was I… Butter, Eggs, bagels… Ok let’s find a register.
Shit Dish Soap.
Ooh Starbucks Frappucino – I’ll take one of these for the road.
Finally get home. Papi’s late for a meeting – I hear the shower running. I also hear a baby screaming. Alright kid – you’re gonna have to cry for 5 more minutes because I gotta get the food from the car.
Crap he’s gonna be hungry and he’s late – let’s throw a bagel in the toaster. Chech needs one too.
Crap Milena’s crying again. Let’s see, let’s see. Ooh sitting play station… She won’t lay down because apparently that’s torture – but she’ll sit. Ok let’s get these groceries put away.
*Cue Mile Crying*
Oh snap now what?! White noise might help?
Nope still pissed.
Shit – she might be hungry again. Crap. No clean bottles.
*More Mile screaming*
Clean bottle. Bottle made. Feeding position. Ok baby girl I’m sorry – you’re hungry… Here you go.
*takes 3 sips & closes eyes*
Are you serious?! Ok now you’re sleepy…
*Chech from the other room: it’s okay mommy! It’s just water – it’ll dry up fine!*
Clean up water from dining room table, floor, placemats, chairs & kids’ shirt.
Milé up. Tetepa. Back to sleep.
*Chech from the bathroom: Mommyyyyy – I have lots of Caca!*
Take care of her business. Wash hands. Change her clothes. Back to kitchen. Put away Butter and eggs. Milé up.
She’s definitely hungry.
It’s not even Noon yet.
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