Breakdown.........

As I have mentioned in previous posts, we have been dealing with the terrible monster known as, TEETHING. She has her molars coming in and this is the worst it has ever been. When her first 8 teeth came in, it was relatively smooth. She was a tad bit fussier than normal but nothing that would make me want to throw myself out of a window (like with molars!).

Yesterday started off as a good day for us. I was able to fit a nice long run in, some playground time, and managed to clean parts of the house. She finally went down for her nap, and again I was able to squeeze some cardio-kickboxing in during that time and start prepping dinner. So far so good. She had only been fussy/whiney a few times, which was an improvement from the days before.

And then, SHE WOKE FROM HER NAP! And apparently, all hell broke loose in her world. From the moment I grabbed her from her crib she started crying. And not just a little whimper, it was a a cry from the depths of her belly. A cry that I'm sure some neighbors heard (I had to close the windows and doors). A cry that actually gave me shivers down my spine. OK, I think you get the point.

Nothing could console her! I tried to hold her and she'd stop for 30 seconds, I tried music, cartoons, milk, food, and I even tried just letting her cry on her little chair. There wasn't anything that was working! She had been crying for 30 minutes straight when Morgan walked through the door. I was so happy to see that man! He tried all his tricks, but those weren't working!

During this time I was trying to attempt to cook dinner. Of course, I realized I needed an ingredient that I didn't have. So, off Morgan went to the store. I was so sad to see him leave, he was my life vest. It was the longest 15 minutes of my life! I finally had to put her up on the counter so that I could continue to cook. She let up for about 20 minutes and I thought we were out of the woods. Mind you, this had started at 4:30 and it was now 6:30!

Dinner was ready and I thought for sure she'd be hungry from all that screaming she had done for 2 hours. NOPE! Homegirl was even louder at the table and refused her food. We tried to let her just cry it out at the table, but we couldn't even hear each other over her screaming. And then before I knew it I was crying. Tears were just flowing from my eyes like a pipe had burst. The look on Morgan's face was priceless. Here he was, looking at his daughter scream her head off and his wife about to throw herself out the window. He immediately got up from his chair and food and took Madeleine to another room to calm her down. Now, anybody that knows my husband knows that was huge because he loves his food!! HAHA. I'm so glad that he knew what to do and sprung into action.

This was a culmination of the past two weeks and being frustrated because I can't do anything to help soothe her. It kind of brought me back to her infant days when she had colic for 3.5 months. YIKES! Yesterday was just the day that mommy needed to cry it all out and let it go. I will admit that there are times when I hold a lot of feelings, emotions, frustration inside and I usually have a little breakdown aka crying moment. They've happened a little more than I'd like to admit, now that I am a mom. But, I'm human and know that most moms go through things like this. Motherhood is not easy but just like the colic days, we will get through it. I may have a few more grey hairs than I wanted but we will survive.

After we put Madeleine to bed, Morgan said, "I'm gonna take Madeleine Saturday to go run and to the park. You can have some alone time, if you'd like." God, I love this man. He knows exactly what I need and I didn't have to ask. I think I might just lay on the beach all day Saturday :)

On a much better note, she has been a little angel today! Maybe she just needed to cry it out, as well.