My poor husband. He tries so hard and often fails so miserably.
Like most daddies, he's the "fun" one. Her eyes follow him around the room waiting for him to do something funny to make her laugh. When she sees any man (with a beard) her mouth opens in a half grin ready for the funny. But, when she is tired or needs comfort she will scream her head off with him, craning her neck to try to find and look at me with pathetic eyes as if to say "why won't you do something." So, I take her and calm her down and daddy feels bad that he can't do the same.
Daddy goes to work. Mommy stays home with the baby and the house. When Daddy comes home Mommy often still doesn't get a break. And after having to stay up late and get up so very early, I was t.i.r.e.d. Can Daddy please do this last diaper change of the day? I should mention our baby has had a yeast rash and we have to layer 4 different ointments on her butt at every change. Daddy's method: mix all four together and smear at the same time. Result: an unhappy baby that won't go to sleep for the next 3-4 hours. A Mommy who is also crying because she is so tired. A Daddy that feels like a jerk because he can't put her to bed, and then forgets to set his own alarm and is 3 hours late for work. And a rash that looks worse in the morning.
I should know better. Against my own better judgment I had Daddy change the last diaper. Against my own experience I had Daddy try to put the baby to bed. This always results in me getting back up to soothe my now incredibly frustrated baby and husband. I just want to go to sleep! Unlike both my baby and husband, I can't nap during the day.
Last night it was the Thunderstorms that kept her awake. For 2 1/2 hours my baby would not stay asleep. I was up every 12 minutes, during that time, to fix whatever was the problem, including an extra night feed. We both were in tears. And yet, she's up again so early in the morning. As I finish this post my husband is snoozing on the sofa next to me, and he got to go to bed at the time I wanted.
So tonight, he's got the night shift. And I will try my best not to come out of my bedroom because she is wailing. We'll see.
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