After two nights off, I'm back to listening for Z's cries if she wakes in the night. This morning I woke up at 5:00 am. Actually, I woke up every other hour since going to sleep. I woke up thinking that she needed me, imagined that she was laying on top of me, and then freakd out because I rolled over and think that I'm smothering her. All while she is sleeping safely in her crib.
But she has slept soundly through the night. Not one peep. This made me a bit nervous because she always makes a peep or two, so I had to get up and check that she was still there. She was and is. It is almost 6 am which means she will be up any time from now to 7am.
Yesterday afternoon, Ray went and got us takeout, and I was all excited about eating my meal on my own. I had already given Z her lunch, so I figured she wouldn't want any of my food. WRONG! Her little face perked up when she saw me sit down with a plate and she quickly disengaged herself from her toys and came crawling over to me with a huge smile on her face. Yep, she wanted my pasta. So I shoveled pasta into my face while alternately biting off wee size chunks to shovel into her cute face.
Wondering if I'll get a shower today. Thinking that we can't go another day without a trip to the grocery store. Already fantasizing about my next nap.
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