It’s 2:30 am, and I’m warming a bottle for a crying, teething infant by the light of the microwave. (Please–no comments about tooth decay as a result of late night bottles, the necessity of letting babies cry themselves to sleep, the benefits of breastfeeding for at least 12 months, or the hazards of using the microwave to heat bottles–thanks.)
Water heated, bottle mixed, cap screwed on, I shut the microwave door and head quickly toward the darkened stairs and my screaming child, when SMACK. I thought I knew my kitchen like the back of my hand, but I misjudged the length of the dividing wall between the refrigerator and the stairs landing. I hit the wall straight on, face first, hard. I thought for sure my forehead had shattered in a million pieces which were settling in atop my cheek bones, held inside my head by the skin on my face.
I stumbled up the stairs in a daze, my head throbbing. I immediately felt a nice goose egg above my left eye, which is still there 10 hours later, as is my headache. Oh, the things mothers will do for their children. Poor Nina is cutting her top two front teeth, and just when I was excited to see they are almost all the way through, I noticed two more fighting their way to the surface on the bottom. She’s been a doll in spite of her obvious pain.
Other random happenings:
Livi’s friend Sophie came over to play after school yesterday afternoon. She comes over once a week or so, and it’s always quite the adventure. She’s a smart little cookie and quite witty. I was putting away groceries when she spotted a smiling woman on the back of the Wheat Thins BIG box. “Oh, I LOVE Rachael Ray’s 30-Minute Meals!” she gushed. 🙂 Impeccable taste in television for a five-year-old.
I put whole milk in Nina’s sippy cup (which she refuses to use) yesterday as practice for her transition at 12 months.
Livi: What are you doing?
Me: She’s trying big girl milk.
Livi: You have the same milk as me, Nina!
Me: Actually, you have skim milk. Hers has more fat in it to make her chubby.
Ava: Like her mom?
Hope your Wednesday is all you dreamed it would be!