I thought these sort of nights were done and over for me - with our children all grown up! Last night Brianna kept on waking up and mommy couldn't seem to calm her down to get her back to sleep. I thought I was going to have several more hours to devote to nodding than I thought. My daughter-in-law was practically begging me to do something to get Brianna to stop crying and being so fidgety. As soon as I picked her up I could hear gas gurgling down below. Walking her around the house slightly bouncing her as I gently squeezed her against my belly, I finally heard her pass some gas. Then she started trying to "eat" my shoulder! Mommy made her a bottle (she had just finished pumping so breast feeding was out of the question) and I fed her. Suddenly she stopped taking her bottle, pushing the nipple out of her mouth with her tongue. Then her face got really red as she began making the funniest faces. Then there was a VERY WET-SOUNDING gush! "Mommy!" I called. Time for a diaper change! My daughter-in-law started cleaning her up in the bassinet, and just as she finished wiping her, GUSH again! But there wasn't anything covering her! It went onto the blanket in the bassinet, on mommy's hand and wrist, and on the package of baby wipes! My daughter-in-law cried out in disbelief! After everything was cleaned up - baby included - I got to finish giving her the bottle. After burping, I handed over responibility back to mommy - with the intention of getting back to nodding. Suddenly - from the other room - I hear "gush!" I laughed out load as I her mommy say, "Oh no! Not again!" "Yup! That's what babies sometimes do. Or did you forget?" I asked her. As I started to go in to help, I heard the 3-year old calling "Mommy! Olivia woke me up! She's on my side!" (The girls' cousin was spending the night and had the top bunk - the girls shared the bottom bed.) So upstairs I headed, got the "emergency" handled and headed back downstairs. That was around 2:30 AM. At 3 AM Olivia woke up complaining her ankle was hurting. She had turned it just before bedtime. I got her back in bed and retrieved some children's pain reliever. She went back to sleep. At 4 AM on the dot, both the girls are talking away! So I went back up again to find out why they were being "night owls." Olivia wanted her blanket that she left on the rocking chair when they had bedtime stories read to them. I retrieved that and covered her feet as per her "orders." Eva told me she had an itch. I told her to scratch it and go back to sleep. Then she asked, "Grandpa? Will you rub my back?" I told her I would, but just for a few minutes. Within 3 minutes both girls were back to sleep. Their cousin, sleeping on the top bunk, slept through everything. "Good," I thought, "the girls will sleep late. (wishful thinking) When I got downstairs, one of the dogs was asking to go outside. I went out with him and as he walked over to the top of the stairs of the deck, a deer came walking across the yard from behind the pool deck. The dog growled and started down the stairs and across the yard after it. He chased it across the backyard as far as the woods and stopped. He thought he was still wearing his shock collar, apparently forgetting it gets taken off at night. By the time he settled down, sniffed every square inch of the hill, did his business and returned, it was nearly 4:30 AM by the time we went back inside. Everyone was sleeping, but it was too late for nodding. So I headed off to bed. I guess the girls weren't going to sleep late as I had hoped. The three of them woke me up at 6:15 AM asking if they could watch TV! So the four of us headed downstairs so no one else had to get up so early. (Mommy goes back to work at 12:30 PM today. She ended her maternity leave early.) At least Brianna (the baby) slept in. She didn't wake up until nearly 8:30 AM! But as usual, she had lots of "orders" as we went around waiting on her.
Maybe I can get a nap in today? Never happen! Maybe I'll sneak away, head down to my house and clean Angel's litter box, comb her hair, clean and refill her water and food bowls, sit on the porch and enjoy a nice quiet cup of coffee.