Snippets of Life with Lucia: Last Night/Today

Midnight: A semi-fussy Lucia refuses the pacifier by dramatically gagging herself.

2:00am: A steely-eyed Lucia refuses the pacifier by pressing her lips stubbornly together and giving us a resolute glare.

3:30am: Andrew and I hum “Edelweiss” to a fussy baby, followed by hummed selections of Andrew Lloyd Weber.

4:00am: I try to lull Lucia to sleep with a hypnotic mantra: “Mommy’s tired. Daddy’s tired. Baby must be tired. Mommy’s tired. Daddy’s tired. Baby must be tired. Mommy’s tired. Daddy’s tired. Baby must be tired.” Some readers of this blog will understand what I mean when I say I use the “Garden Surprise” voice for this chant.

4:45am: Andrew and Lucia lay down on the bedroom floor for some ungodly-hour Tummy Time.

7:00am-8:00am: Lucia and I both fall into a desperate, restless sleep with her on my chest.

9:00am-9:30am: Crying and feeding.

9:30am-11:30am: An overtired Lucia continues to cry hysterically, inconsolable. She finally takes the pacifier and falls into a suspicious, slit-eyed sleep on my lap.

11:30am-Present, 7:45pm: Alternate bouts of screaming, brief napping, feeding, and more screaming.

It has been a long, a very long, day. Our precious baby is still precious…but today we’ve been calling her Lucia-fer, Luc-evil, and Devi-infant. The fact that we found these nicknames hilarious suggests the state of our sleep deprivation.