The Little Turkey...
Sammy is on my list this morning! It took us an hour to get her to bed, and then she kept getting up all night long.
She pads down the stairs in her little footed jammies, diaper bottom and all. She walks quietly into our room, sneaks up beside the bed...and pokes me in the head. I open my eyes with a start to see my little dimple girl with tousled curls smiling at me. It might be sweet...if it wasn't 2 AM. Or 3 AM. Or 4 AM. Or in between one of her brother's 4 feedings of the night.
And now? NOW it is 9 AM, and the little turkey is still sleeping! I guess she had a busy night and all...she needs her rest.
Ahh, did we do the right thing taking the mimi away? I know, I know...the dentist is supposed to be really great...one of the best pediatric dentists in the valley. But here's what I'm thinking this morning: I'm thinking he's a messenger from Satan sent to torture all of us nice mommies and daddies. Yep, that's what I think and I'm stickin' to it.
Well, I'm signing off now. I have things to do. I'm going to go upstairs right now....to poke Sammy in the head.
Hugs to you! Sounds like you didn't get a lot of rest last night. I'm sure it's hard for Sammy to go without her Mimi right now... but it will get better for her (and you)! :) Marisa
Daiq,
I'm sure the dentist would love to hear from you. Really its hard now but time goes fast-at least when you get to go to bed by ten and sleep until whenever. Sorry that wasnt very nice. See you soon.
Mom