Rough

Rough doesn't even begin to describe how last night went. I started to clue into Lilly's hints that something might be bothering her. She spent all day yesterday eating. Literally, ALL day. I would feed her, she would scream and want more, so I'd give her a bottle of water in between feedings to tide her over. It was getting to the point of feeling like no amount of liquid in her tummy was going to be enough. She would scream all day if there wasn't a bottle in her mouth. Not a binky. Something that would produce liquid. Then, after she went to bed that night, she did something she's never done. Usually we bathe her, feed her, and put her in the crib, and she falls  right to sleep until 3 or so. Last night, she woke up 30 minutes after being put down. The night continued on that strange routine. She got up, ate, woke up shortly after, etc, etc. It took every ounce of my self control not to bawl every time I heard her starting to wake up. It was after 3, so every peep was mine. When morning rolled around, I was a zombie. I could hardly open my eyes. After talking with a friend yesterday, I started to think maybe she could have bad gas bubbles, so I sent Ryan to the store for some gas drops.

 The first thing I did, when she woke up shortly after her last feeding (also not normal for her), was grab her and pull her into bed with me. I was determined to have a day in bed. It was actually quite enjoyable. We sat and chatted, she watched me play on my Nexus, and we cuddled some. No more sleep was had for me, but I was in my bed, so I was pretty happy. After her 11 o'clock feeding, I decided that I'd test a theory. I made up the bed all nice, tucked her in on daddy's pillow, propped her up on both sides, and put on Tangled while I snuck in a workout. It worked! She was completely silent the whole time. I would keep looking back at her to see if she was panicking yet, but she would just smile at me. I loved it! I would like to be positive and say that the gas drops are working. If I had tried to pull off working out like that yesterday, she would have screamed the whole time. 

I was pretty proud of myself for finding the motivation to 1) get out of bed and 2) workout. If you had told me when I woke up that I'd do that, I would have probably smacked you...okay, I wouldn't smack you, but I would have wanted to. Somehow all of the energy I needed to function came back, and the day went on like normal. Well, not really. Ryan came home at 2 to rescue me. I actually got a 3 hour nap. Oh my goodness was that nap lovely. I had some intense dinosaur nightmares, but sleep is sleep, I'll take it! Fingers crossed that the gas drops continue to work!! 

In dieting news, it's going pretty well. I've been experiencing withdrawals. Everyday at about 2, I get the munchies...BAD! Where I would usually just eat everything in sight, just to shut up the voice in my head that was telling me I needed it all, I had to refrain. It's so hard! Today I grabbed a banana and a granola bar right before my nap, but that just wasn't doing it. I can't wait until I don't feel so hungry all the time. It's worth it, right?

Every time I turned to check on her, this is the precious little face that would smile at me.