Tonight, I was done with Franny. How awful does that sound coming from a Mom?? But, boy, is she a mess.. and boy, does she make a mess. She is so completely attached to me sometimes too... and this whole trying to get her to go to sleep is painful. I'm exhausted and tonight I wanted nothing to do with her. I just wanted to walk away and have a moment or two w/o her. She is draining me lately and she is tearing the place apart!! The girl doesn't sleep longer than an hour in her crib and at night she doesn't sleep until after 10. So, here I am... after 10 and have my ME time. I know...go to bed, right?? But, you see, she's gonna be up soon. And I know, from past experiences, that if I fall asleep now it will be worse. You know...when you get 15 minutes of shut-eye during the day and wake up and feel worse?? Yup...that's what it's like.
Aside from her pulling magazines out and tearing them apart, crawling up on the table to attack every bowl, spoon, cup, homework, etc on top, emptying out every bin by our front door, moving piles of dirty laundry so that they are scattered across my house, retrieving all of my baking supplies and randomly dropping them where she walks...you get the picture... her latest escapade is pulling on the lights from the Christmas tree. And, I've been kicking myself in the ass all day for not taking it down over the weekend. She wasn't that bad with the tree all last week...
In other news... I went to the gym tonight for the first time in like 6 months!! And, I was able to walk for a total of 45 minutes. Of course, I had to take a break and change a poopy diaper, but at least I did it. I'm thinking tuesday nights are going to be a good starting off point. From there, I will have to find the time to squeeze it in. I need to be healthier. And, I had a semi-nutritious meal afterwards: salad and chili...YUM. My new favorite thing in my salad is Craisins.
Hope you are all getting the sleep I need... and please hope that she sleeps better tonight. I wound up giving up around 1:30 last night b/c it was one of those nights where she barely lasted 15 minutes in the crib before crying. I almost went back to the couch with her...I slept better there. I don't know what's worse: sleeping on the couch with her or throwing her in the bed with both of us... I'm sure the Super Nanny would have a field day with us... especially since Max has started with the 'I need a drink in bed with me in a sippy cup and hubby decided to cave on this one' has started. Gotta break that habit!! We did better with the first 2 when all this crap happened. What the hell is wrong with us when it comes to Max and Franny??