A Pox on Both Your Houses

Yesterday was a rough day. The bebe got a reaction to her Varicella(chicken pox) vaccination and got a 'mini' version of the pox. It's rarely contagious but she's all spotty and a bit cranky and out of sorts. She is also cutting her two top teeth which just adds more fun to the mix.

Yesterday she was nearly inconsolable. She didn't know what she wanted. She'd beg to be held only to start crying a minute later writhing to get down. She'd ask for a bottle and then throw it to the ground when I gave it to her. I knew she was in some pain thus unable to really be comforted but jeez, for me as a mom, there's almost nothing worse than knowing something's wrong and there's little I can do to fix it. She usually takes two naps and instead slept for a solid fifteen minutes before she was woken by the doorbell and never went back down.

After seven hours of this, my patience was wearing thin. I finally tried to take her in the shower with me. It's her favorite place and she'll play happily no matter how gassy or fussy she is as long as the warm water flows freely. Not this time, she refused to sit down which is dangerous enough I finally had to exit the shower with slightly soapy hair and a giant chip forming on my shoulder. So here I was getting all torqued up, even worse was nobody was to blame, it just was one of those days.

Husband came home and I felt so disconnected. He suggested I go lay down "Not tired," I told him. Why don't you go out for awhile he offered, "don't want to go anywhere." What do you want to do he asked, "I don't know what I want," I finally relented. Again, there's that disconnected feeling as if I'm standing outside of myself trying to figure out what I want or need, ugh. It was one of those days where it feels like everybody needs a piece of me and after a while, there's nothing left.

Still, today was a new day. The spots are fading, bebe napped on her usual schedule giving me a break to recharge. She's been a puddle of snuggles and affection which are the best reward for all of the other less than fun parts of parenthood. Days like these just reinforce that feeling that no matter how bad a day it is, go to sleep and you wake up and almost certainly, it'll be different.

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Spatula said... November 4, 2008 at 5:53 PM  

Aw, seems like the "I don't know what I want, GODDAMMIT!" thing was contagious and passed on to you, even though the pox didn't. Poor bebe and poor mama. All is well that ends well! I can't view the video, but the little diaper butt is cute :-D

Anonymous said... November 4, 2008 at 7:26 PM  

Man, the animals just take all sorts of shit from our kids don't they. That's a remarkably patient cat!

Practically Joe said... November 4, 2008 at 9:53 PM  

The both of you are soooo funny!
I recommend using a tripod next time. A giggling mom does not have a steady hand.
You and the baby ... Precious!

Merrily Down the Stream said... November 7, 2008 at 1:07 PM  

Hate those kind of days. My twins are six now so if they are miserable they sulk! Nothing but fun!
Scarlett O'Hara had it right 'tomorrow IS another day'.
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