Caia was grumpy yesterday. There wasn't a smile to greet me when I walked into her room to wake her up. She cried in her bouncy seat. She cried on her mat. She cried in her saucer. Basically, she just cried most of the day.
Actually, it wasn't that bad. I remember times with Jem when he would scream his head off because he was really tired and couldn't manage to get to sleep. Sam would put in earplugs and lay on our bed with him and just wait him out.
This was more of a general whininess all day. She is cutting some teeth which normally makes most babies fussy. But when Sam got home and asked how our day was, I told him that I didn't know what to do with Caia. I can't really handle her being grumpy. She is normally such a happy baby and I hadn't realized until yesterday how much I rely on that to get me through the day. Her contentedness allows me to give my focus to Jem and Tru. And her tendency to smile at me and get really super excited anytime I come near her is very much needed. The boys adore her and she is a wonderful balance to my frustration, Jem's whininess, and Tru's temper. I know it's a lot of pressure to put on a baby and I also know that she is going to hit the temper tantrum stage and the whiny stage and all of the other ones. But for now, she brings joy to our family and we are so grateful that God knew how much we needed a good dose of joy.
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