It's official, I now hate New Years. Last year on New Years Eve Malea stopped sucking on her fingers, due to a finger injury. She screamed and cried when she was trying to fall asleep because she had no way of comforting herself. It was a week of hell but eventually it resolved itself and she started to be comforted by her Teddy and Bee (her blanket). This New Years Malea is sick and she is miserable and impossible. It's 9:20pm and we "put her to bed" 2 hours ago. She has screamed and cried off and on for two hours. This is enough to make me want to run away and never come home. I'm seriously at my wits end and I don't know what to do. We have given her milk, we have rocked her, we have prayed again and again, we have tried everything to no avail.
So it's official, I hate New Years because both New Years, since we've had Malea have started off really crappy. I actually said to Matt today, "I'm ready to take a nap and wake up in 2012." Sad, I'm already ready for next year and this year hasn't even started yet.
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