I'm currently trapped under a sleeping baby. She was so fussy before finally passing out on her boppy on my lap that I'm terrified to move and wake her. I'm sure it's regarded as poor parenting by some... I mean, it's not a good nap time habit to get into... But I'm weak. I just don't feel like upsetting her again. I can establish healthy sleeping routines another day... right? For now, I'm in survival mode. Thank goodness I had enough foresight to bring food and my iphone in here. I could hunker down for hours if need be.
I had to cave. An unforeseen complication arose... I had to use the bathroom. I could only wait so long before giving in. And, although I tried to lay her in her crib oh so carefully, my fears were realized. She started crying again. Not the kind of soft whimper cry that is almost endearing in its pleas for assistance. Oh no. It was the all out mad cry where her face turns an alarming shade of red, and she both looks and sounds like she's going to pass out...(A.K.A The heart wrenching cry that makes you feel like the scum of the earth if you can't immediately remedy it.) Thank goodness for breastfeeding.
I feel very fortunate that my anatomy affords me a special weapon against such episodes. I offered her some milk, she luckily accepted, and promptly fell back asleep. Looks like I'm back to square one. Good thing I'm content with square one, it's looking pretty nice compared to the alternative.