When Baby Girl Wants To Party: The Screaming Banshee is Back

I had plans.

Thrilling ones.

After a weekend of Attempting to Accomplish Things But Not Always Succeeding I dreamed of a few hours to write and blog.  Some time just for me.

At first, the stars appeared to align. The Tackler’s ears ceased hearing the words that CG and I spoke, so he was sent to bed early for Dark Side Superpower Usage.  Another misbehavior just prior to bath time resulted in the bath being skipped entirely – leading to Tackler’s Earliest Bedtime Ever.

I salivated at the possibilities of uninterrupted time with my laptop.

Somehow, my Lil Diva read my mind.  Her response?

“You’re gonna pay for thinking that.”

Lil' Diva plots revenge on daring to plan time for myself.

Thus began an extremely frustrating two hours and thirteen minutes of bribing, rocking, dancing, nursing, reading, singing, and every other trick we could think of to get Lil’ Diva to fall asleep.

The late nap didn’t help matters.

Also, The Screaming Banshee is back – she’s cutting her first molar.  I’m sure numbers 2,3, and 4 aren’t far behind.

I’m thinking she’s saving those as a Christmas present.

Because nothing says Happy Holidays like a wailing, cranky, teething child who wakes up screaming every night, until you’re so sleep deprived you sleep through Mimi’s Famous Sticky Rolls and your father, brother, and son eat them all.

I should know.

Last year during the Christmas Texas Invasion all she did was scream. The only thing that made her happy? Outside.

Only it was Texas. We had temperatures in the 60’s and 70’s.

This year, we will be in Iowa. Which means it could be anywhere from the mid-50s (rare) to negative 20.

So please, send wishes our way that she cuts her teeth before the holidays and dreams up some other gift for us.

Now I need to sleep. I predict The Tackler will be up extra early in the AM, and Lil Diva loves those night awakenings lately.

Oh yeah. It’s gonna be great Monday. I can feel it.


About Kelly K @ Dances with Chaos

Kelly K has learned the five steps to surviving of motherhood: 1) Don't get mad. Grab your camera. 2) Take a photograph. 3) Blog about it. 4) Laugh. 5) Repeat. She shares these tales at Dances with Chaos in order to preserve what tiny amount of sanity remains. You can also find her on her sister blog, Writing with Chaos (www.writingwithchaos.com) sharing memoir and engaging in her true love: fiction writing. It's cheaper than therapy.
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