Before I get to Liam, I have to ask: How can it possibly be that EVERY SINGLE TIME AJ leaves town, he leaves me with an empty dog food container? AND, he’s generally gone over trash day as well. I keep waiting for what comes around to go around, but it just keeps coming.
So, Liam has been a Grumpy Gus today. I do not understand how the child can wake up at 5 a.m. and think that it’s time to be awake. The sun is not out until after 7 these days, so I can’t blame it on that. I’m sure he isn’t sick, so that’s not the problem.
Oooooo ooooooo! [think Horshack] I know, I’ll blame the early rising and the fact that something turned him into a whiny, clingy, bad-napping, devil-child on teething.
So, due to teething, I spent the majority of the day trying to figure out L wanted “more-please” of. Nope, not books. Not food. Not drink. Not being held. Not being put down. Not sleep. Not awake. Not ANYTHING.
The main problem - aside from the fact that he says NOTHING - was that he didn’t know what he wanted. I finally gave up and whipped out the ibuprofin (oh hell yeah, we use generic) to see if it would make any difference. (When in doubt, drug ‘em.) It didn’t really seem to make much difference. But THEN it started to wear off. Holy crap! The kid was like a live lobster plunged in boiling water. (Yes, he was even red.) To avoid a laundry detergent bottle incident, I finally just put him in bed at 7. Fortunately, he went right to sleep. I didn’t realize how tense I was all day until the silence settled in around me. Ahhhhhh.
Anyway, aside from the 12.5 hours L was awake today, it wasn’t too bad. I read Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince and slept a bit while he napped. I’m getting close to finishing thanks to the large print. I’ve had it since the weekend it came out and haven’t had the time or the energy to read it. However, I read the last few pages of it when I got it so that no one would spoil it for me. I already know who dies. For some reason, I’ve always enjoyed reading the end of the book before the beginning. It leaves room for speculation.
Ah…speculation. That’s a whole other post.
I believe I’ll settle in and try to get through a few more pages before I go to bed as well. I just know L will be up at 6 - at the latest - tomorrow, and probably before that, so I must do the motherly thing and get to bed at a decent time.
Hopefully he won’t be quite as devilish tomorrow. But if he is, at least I will be prepared for it.
I put all of the empty detergent bottles out with the recycling today.
