I jinxed myself

call it what you'd like...before i went to bed i said it didn't seem like Daniel was cranky from teething...and then it started. apparently daniel woke up about 1am, john got up with him tried calming him down till 2:30 then woke me up to see what i could do. i tried feeding him, but his nose was so stuffy from crying, he couldn't breathe but out his mouth which frustrated him more, and he just kept crying and trying to nurse for about 30 mins or so, then he gave up and just started trying to suck his thumb to sleep, but with the same problem, i think he may have slept for about an hour and a half, but at 5:30 it was more screaming for him. poor guy...but when i don't get sleep i don't have a whole lot of patience. so i tried feeding him again, and i attempted to try falling back asleep, but he couldn't breathe still, and went back and forth from crying to nursing for about an hour. finally at 6:45,  (i forgot to set back my clock so it said 7:45) i woke john up and asked him why he wasn't heading for work...he reminded me of the switch, then proceeded to get dressed. daniel started semi smiling at john who was trying to cheer him up while i feel dead and just want the crying to stop. well, i try feeding him again, and after 5 mins he gave up, and about 7am kathryn is banging on the door. nice. now it's hopeless, i'm certainly not getting any more sleep. i tell john to put daniel in his bed so he can cry there, i can't hardly hear myself think from the ears ringing. 

so kathryn gets in bed with me and i still desperately fight both kids being up to try to sleep even for 10 more mins. well, i almost fall asleep when john comes to tell me bye, he was leaving for work. about 7:30 daniel is still crying, so i take him out of his bed, change his diaper, try to give him tylenol which he just lets drool out of his mouth, then, since i was nursing him all night i knew i had nothing left, i made him a bottle, and let him drink it in bed hoping it might put him to sleep...i meanwhile crawl back in bed, kathryn following, and close my eyes, even though kathryn is jabbering away at me, my eyes just burn. i sing some songs until i hear daniel wail again, i get him out of bed and put him on the blanket in the living room to crawl around so i can get breakfast for me and kathryn and possibly start getting read for church. it's like 8:30 now, i'll probably be late but what can i do...so i get breakfast (cereal) try to eat it fast as daniel is staring at me wanting some...i notice spit up on his mouth, i go to wipe it off and find where on the floor it was when i pick him up i realize he tracked all through it and now he was covered from neck to waist in it. gross. i get the water ready for a bath, strip him down, bathe him, start drying him off when he starts again...WAILING. ahhhh make him stop make him stop! i try to dress him but he's stiff and uncoopertive and try holding him and comforting him, he only turns to scream directly into my ear. so i decide i am going to jump through the window if i don't let him calm down away from me....i stick him in his bed half dressed in his bed and quickly leave the room. i hear kathryn say "sta cying dan-do" as she closes the door. that made me laugh. 

after about 5 or so mins he was only hooting, so i go back in there, as soon as he sees me he starts screaming again, but i figure, maybe he wants solid foods, he hasn't had those all morning, so i stick him in the swing, and try to feed him he's so worked up but wants to eat that he takes the bite, but blows it right back out as he tries to breathe, then realizes he didn't take the bite and screams again. finally i decide to search for the medicine..orajel, i lost it, and so it took me all of 5 mins to find it, i got the swab, tried to swab his gums, the screaming only got worse...come on please...i fight with him to get more on his gums for a bit longer, and he sticks his thumb in his mouth and within minutes he is sleeping. oh finally!!!! 

 

on a funny note, kathryn kept tripping over her shoe that was laying on the floor and i kept telling her you need to pick it up so you won't trip on it, then finally she tripped again, and i told her if you would pick it up and put it away you wouldn't trip on it, so she proceeds to grab her shoe run over to the diaper bag and pusehed the shoe in then proceeded to push it down with both hands over and over while saying angrily "sta in deh" (stay in there!) it was just funny because that's exactly how i am when i get mad!