Be vewwy vewwy quiet. We'we teefing.

A moment of respite this morning, so while I take deep breaths and listen to charming Disney music on Dtunes, let me share a few of my thoughts. Last night, Alexandra was uncharacteristically crabby & hard to soothe. For those of you with average to difficult kids, let me just say that I am fully aware that Alexandra in full meltdown is about a 4 on a scale of 1 to 10, at this point. I count myself extremely fortunate in my little girl. That being said, I'm still reallllly tired today. A nagging back/shoulder injury (no idea how I sustained it) is already making it hard to sleep ... so with Alexandra waking up crying in pain every few hours, I think I netted a total of about 30 minutes of sleep. About twenty of that was when DH took over at 7 am until he had to leave for work about a half an hour later. Alexandra is clingy, snotty, and pathetic. But I feel like I must've done something right in the last 13 or so months, because I CAN soothe her. Just seeing my face or hearing my voice calms me her down. Right now, she's in her room, next door, with the door open. She played quietly for about 5 minutes ... but is now beginning to whimper a bit. I am talking at her, telling her I'll be there in a just a minute. I am glad that I can do this, and that she responds to it so very well. And I'm tired. But it's a lot easier to handle when I know that my exhaustion is merely a result of paying the price to be a good Mommy. "Mommy's coming." Bye for now.