My baby is fighting round 2 of the daycare crud right now. Poor thing is a snot machine as evidenced by her glistening nostril above. Last night was a rough one, she was up multiple times. This morning I got up to get ready for work and she was sleeping so peacefully. At 7:30 she was still out and I just hated to wake her up and then rush her to get ready for daycare. No one likes to rush when they aren't feeling well. I had been wrestling all morning with the decision to send her to daycare or not. I decided not... Tough call especially since I am still on orientation with my new job. I don't want to set a bad example. My Mom had plans today and the only other potential babysitter we have has a 10 month old and I wouldn't want to subject her to the fountain of drainage that continues to spill out of Abby's nose. SO I called out.
Once she did wake up, she was okay just real congested. I figured I would get some good rest out of her today. Not so much tho. She took only one two hour nap. The rest of the day was a tough one. It was like she had two personalities. One minute happy and the next minute she was in melt down mode. This went on pretty much all day. Normally she doesn't go to bed until 9:00 PM or 9:30 PM but tonight after one melt down too many I had her in bed by 8:00 PM. She was out in ten minutes flat. Poor thing. I hope she rests well tonight. She has to go to daycare tomorrow.
Now that she is in bed and quite I have had time to reflect on our day. It was tough for sure. This would be the instance where I would have to say that being a single parent can be hard. There is not anyone to pick up the slack. Just you and your child all day and all night. When she is cranky there is no escaping it. I'm not complaining mind you, just trying to put my thoughts to words. I just feel like we overall did not have a good day and that makes me feel like I failed her somehow. It's a crappy feeling.