Only Day 5?

Only 8 more to go! I'm taking the term "one day at a time" to a whole other level.

It was going pretty well until last night. I don't know if Court is teething, was hungry, had a belly ache, or just sensed that her father isn't around, but she put me through such a bad night that I'm now pretty sure I don't want another child! Sleep is just too valuable! She's been going right down every night, basically falling over in exhaustion from playing with Papa and Auntie all week and last night she went right down also. But staying asleep has been a bit of an issue. She first woke up at 3 AM. I could hear her talking to herself pretty quietly in her room and every couple of minutes she would gently call for me. I ignored her for awhile and then realized that she wasn't going back down that easily. I knew that she didn't eat much dinner and that she was probably hungry, so going against my better judgement, I went in there to give her a bottle. Of course, she was over the moon and proceeded to suck it down pretty quickly and ask for more. I pretended I didn't hear her and just sat in the room with her for awhile to try to soothe her back to sleep. Well, a half an hour later, I gave up and gave her another half bottle. Then, she wanted me to sit down and hold her little hand through the bars of the crib. She has been asking me to do that as a source of comfort since I tried taking the bottle away. She's been doing it a lot this week since her father left town. I was more than happy to do it because it's really the sweetest thing in the world. Then, I rubbed her back and she turned to me with those big blue eyes and said "thank you". My heart just melted. By now, it was almst 4 AM, though and I was freezing and really, really tired. I told her it was time for night-night and I was in the next room and that I loved her and got up and left. I think she fell asleep shortly thereafter. However, it took me almost an hour to fall back asleep after shaking of the chill and winding back down. At 5:30, she startled me back awake screaming bloody murder, so I ran in there and she was really upset about something. I hugged her and rubbed her back and she passed back out about 2 minutes later. But, by then, I my adrenaline was freaking out. It was probably just a bad dream or something, but I thought she was hurt or something when I first heard her.

I didn't go back to sleep after that. She moaned in her sleep from 6 to 6:30 and then was back up for good at 7AM, ready to tackle the day. Mommy, on the other hand, has been a freakin' zombie all day today. It really brought me back to the newborn days and I was traumatized all over again. At least when Casey is here, we trade off on those nights where she wakes up more than once like that. I don't have the luxury of a backup for right now. It's just me, the multitasking queen! I'll probably go to bed tonight at 8:30 just in case we have a repeat performance of last night.

The thing is, she's been an absolute joy otherwise. She's cheerful in the mornings and evenings with me, and her babysitter says that she's "muy contenta" all day long. She has been napping a little bit more, but probably because she's not sleeping very well at night.

Gosh, I can't wait until my husband comes home. I promise I will appreciate him so much more when he gets back...well at least for a week after he gets back.

Latest cuteism:
I wanted to give her a bubble bath last night but I didn't have any baby bubble bath. So, I got desparate and used my Victoria's Secret "Crimson Kisses" bubble bath. It smelled like a brothel in the bathroom, and it didn't help that she kept grabbing the bubbles and provocatively rubbing them all over her body and saying "ooohhhh, mommy". It was obvious that she was copying what I do in the shower so I just kept telling her "good girl" I'm glad Casey wasn't there to see it!