A Pause
Yesterday morning I put Baby C down for her morning nap at 10:00 am. She has never really been much of a snuggler, so her routine for naptime is diaper change, turn on fan, turn on giraffe sound machine, make sure she has her Wub a Nub, lay her down, and walk out. She normally fusses for maybe thirty seconds, and then puts herself right to sleep. Well apparently yesterday morning, she had other ideas. After about five minutes of fussing, I went in, laid her back down, rubbed her back for a minute, then walked out again. She was quiet for a bit, but then started crying again. I went back in after only a minute or so, since this was pretty strange for her {her two bottom teeth are almost popped through so I know she's in a lot of pain}. I scooped her up this time, held tightly in my arms, and sat down in the rocking chair. Now, when I say Baby C is not really a snuggler, I mean I don't think she's just laid there and let me rock her since she was only a...