10-2-2009 - three months old

My mood while writing this blog: exhausted

Little Mariah Celeste isnt so little anymore. She is now 12 pounds and 2 feet tall! She is three months old and counting. She is blabbling away as I type this blog. She is going to be an earlier talker and I can tell she isnt going to be quite once she knows how to ask questions. hehe She loves being read to and loves playing with rattles/toys. She is still a happy baby with an occational wanting to be held and not put down. I'm home all day long while Patrick is at work and I love it. But I dont know if its the three month mark but I had my breaking point the other day. I guess three months straight with no sleep and being locked in the house all day finally got to me. I was so cranky and I wasnt willing to hear Mariah cry, I got upset with Patrick so easliy. I was just completely exhausted. I cried and just layed down in the other room and composed myself. I calmly told Patrick I need a break and he was going to have to wake up with Mariah during the night and look after her when he gets home from work just for one day so I can rest. He was so happy to finally get the chance to watch Mariah, which is very weird considering he NEVER gets up with her in the middle of the night and he gets home too late to watch her. So on his day off he let me sleep throughout the night and 1 hour to sleep in. It felt like a 5 minute nap but it felt sooo good!! He then let me go shopping for 2 hours while he watched Mariah and I felt like I wasnt a prisoneer anymore! I feel bad for saying it but I was locked up in my own home with my daughter for 24 hours straight and the walls were closing in on me. Have any of you ladies felt this way? I'm glad I had my one day off, now only 18 more years to go. I can't wait! :-D