Monday, August 01, 2005
Nightmare
Oh Lord what hasn’t happened this weekend. What we originally though was just teething in Little Miss has turned out to be something a little more serious. All Friday night she screamed, so me and LSW got no sleep. Saturday during the day she was ok but not herself and Saturday night was worse than Friday, so we phoned the emergency doctor who saw us right away.
She’s got an ear infection, the poor little girl is in excruciating pain and all we were giving her were half lots of Calpol. We’ve now got a lot of antibiotics, which will give her the squits, and a huge bottle of calpol like pain killer. Even last night she was so grumpy that she didn’t fall asleep until six in the morning.
This has lead to LSW and I taking stripes of flesh off one another. Verbally, I hasten to add. It’s amazing what four days of hardly any sleep will do to a steady, if occasional rocky, relationship. We have resolved to try and sort these problems out but there are difficulties in perception.
For example, Last night, at about four am, Little Miss was crawling over the pair of us wanting to play. I clapped her on her back to attract her attention and said ‘No’. It didn’t work, she just carried on playing as if nothing had happened. However, LSW thought I’d slapped her and just looked at me in shock. I had to then spend the next ten minutes, explaining that I didn’t hit Little Miss and if I had slapped or hit Little Miss would have been crying.
To be honest, I don’t think LSW believes me and I’m now worried that she thinks I’m going to start smacking Little Miss. That’s one think I’ve promised myself I’d never do. I got smacked a lot during my childhood and I seriously believe that it did me more harm than good. I don’t want Little Miss to ever feel that. The problem is convincing LSW that.
At the moment, it does feel that LSW and I are growing further and further apart and I don’t know how to resolve the situation.
She’s got an ear infection, the poor little girl is in excruciating pain and all we were giving her were half lots of Calpol. We’ve now got a lot of antibiotics, which will give her the squits, and a huge bottle of calpol like pain killer. Even last night she was so grumpy that she didn’t fall asleep until six in the morning.
This has lead to LSW and I taking stripes of flesh off one another. Verbally, I hasten to add. It’s amazing what four days of hardly any sleep will do to a steady, if occasional rocky, relationship. We have resolved to try and sort these problems out but there are difficulties in perception.
For example, Last night, at about four am, Little Miss was crawling over the pair of us wanting to play. I clapped her on her back to attract her attention and said ‘No’. It didn’t work, she just carried on playing as if nothing had happened. However, LSW thought I’d slapped her and just looked at me in shock. I had to then spend the next ten minutes, explaining that I didn’t hit Little Miss and if I had slapped or hit Little Miss would have been crying.
To be honest, I don’t think LSW believes me and I’m now worried that she thinks I’m going to start smacking Little Miss. That’s one think I’ve promised myself I’d never do. I got smacked a lot during my childhood and I seriously believe that it did me more harm than good. I don’t want Little Miss to ever feel that. The problem is convincing LSW that.
At the moment, it does feel that LSW and I are growing further and further apart and I don’t know how to resolve the situation.
