Sunday, December 20, 2009

ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS. . . . . .

disclaimer: you WILL end up with a Christmas song stuck in your head by the end of this post


.......IS MY TWO FRONT TEETH!
That's right - two of them! Ben's 2 front teeth had started protruding - they were more horizontal than vertical! I finally noticed the new tooth behind one of them and convinced him to let me pull it out. Then, he came home from church and smiled at me! Voila! The Bishop pulled out the second one. Now both my boys can wish for their two front teeth. I wish Joshua's teeth would come in already. He's been so cranky about them! But, then again, he's a biter.
We were singing that song in the car and Sarah's version went like this, "All I want for Christmas is my corner tooth." She really wants to be like Ben and lose a tooth. When we tell her that she isn't old enough she says she already lost one and points to the back where she will eventually get more molars - her corner tooth, I guess!
On another note.....I've made up my own Christmas song this year.
To the tune of "All I want for Christmas".....
All I want for Christmas is a good night's sleep,
A good night's sleep,
Please, a good night's sleep.
Gee if I could only have a good night's sleep,
Then I could have a Merry Christmas.
It's been so long since I could say
"I got eight hours of sleep,"
Gosh, oh gee, how happy I'd be
If it was sound and deep!
All I want for Christmas is a good night's sleep,
A good night's sleep,
Please, a good night's sleep.
Gee if I could only have a good night's sleep,
Then I could have a Merry Christmas!
It's been almost a month since the baby slept well. Which, of course, means I'm not sleeping well. For awhile I was getting up every hour or two, taking care of one child or another - sometimes two children at a time! With the sicknesses in the house, earaches, coughs, even throw-up and teething, our nights have been rough. I cried a few nights, almost dropped the baby when feeding him, and can't remember how many times I got up because I was just too tired to remember anything! Things seem to be getting better. The last few nights I've only had to get up a couple of times. I'm also trying to let him cry it out sometimes. It's good to remember that these event won't last forever.


2 comments:

Margaret said...

Take a deep breath, now exhale. Things will get better and you will eventually have sleep. Have a good Christmas.

Tiff said...

I like Margaret's advice. I was going to say something along the lines of, 'I remember how hard....' Which is never the thing to tell a tired mom.