Yesterday, Garrett laughed for the first time, AND he slept for 5 hours straight. The laugh was awesome. I was just talking baby talk and he thought either what I was saying, or how I was saying it was very funny. It was one of those he-he, he-he things. Second, I got Garrett to bed at 8. By 9pm I was in bed, I could not sleep so I read. Around 10pm, could not sleep, so drank a glass of wine. Around 11 still up, and watching Seinfield reruns. At 12 am, watched the ceiling fan go in circles, and drank more wine. Everyone was asleep but me. At this point, I was panicked. Why can't I sleep? Also, why wasn't Garrett up yet? I went over to check his breathing. He was snoring. I finally started to fall asleep at 12:30, and he woke up at 1am. So 1/2 hour of sleep for me. I totally missed the opportunity for 5 consecutive hours of sleep. What is wrong with me????
So, today, I am very tired. I took Garrett to daycare this morning and got him all situated. The teacher for that class held him, and he did not complain. I said goodbye to him, and he grinned. It was very hard to leave him. I did not cry, but I really wanted to hang onto his tiny leg and bawl my eyes out. I really miss him today. I am going to call after lunch to see how he is doing. No baby has ever died at this daycare. I know that is an extreme thought, but comforting, nonetheless. If they lay him flat, he could choke to death on his own acid from his stomach. I warned the teachers about a zillion times to NOT lay him flat....I am sure they already think I am loco.....
Monday, January 28, 2008
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