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last night was scarey.
well it was fun at first.
after i left work, i went to the apt and met mom and wen.
cleaned wen up. got pissed off b/c there is a real bad bruise/bite
mark on her arm. got more pissed when i took off her shoes to find
one of her socks not on, and the other was fucking filled with
splinters, wood chips, it made me feel awful, and sure enough it left
litole scraped on my little girls foot.
I hate that fucking daycare now.
Warning to any soon-to-be Mothers: Daycares blow.
I know bite marks are going to happen, but fucking a sock filled
with wooden ships that left cuts on her foot? nah.
They should have cleaned that shit up. She could have gotten splinters
stuck in her foot.
anyway.
After I got wen cleaned up and gave her a snack, we went to TC to stop
by my Gramma's house to pick up some diapers. then we went to Ashley's house.
I had a great time there.
It was like old times again.. Except this time wen is older and Ash is very
pregnant! She looks so friggin' cute with her little belly. she was absolutely
glowing in the face. we talked for hours, and it felt great. I missed her so much.
It was awesome to see her playing with wen again, and wen of course was running
all over her house trying to get into EVERYthing. but Ash was very patient-something I
appreciate very much so.
We left kind of late and wen crashed along the way home, and I felt bad.
so the scary part comes..
Wen and I are in my room up on my big bed trying to sleep..
and wen was so restless [as usual..gee wonder where she gets that from?]
and I was calimg her down singing her the abc's for her to go to sleep..
then all of the sudden I heard this noise
a very creepy, scary noise.
it was like a knawing noise.. like something chewing away
it freaked me the fuck out.
of course I got very defensive of wen, and cuddled her up in my arms,
went into the living room, and layed her down on a pallat.
we slept squished up together for a few hours.. she kept waking up and just crying..
and it made me feel awful.
i love my daughter so much.
i've got to find a solution for this whole daycare problem.
amanda? help?
well it was fun at first.
after i left work, i went to the apt and met mom and wen.
cleaned wen up. got pissed off b/c there is a real bad bruise/bite
mark on her arm. got more pissed when i took off her shoes to find
one of her socks not on, and the other was fucking filled with
splinters, wood chips, it made me feel awful, and sure enough it left
litole scraped on my little girls foot.
I hate that fucking daycare now.
Warning to any soon-to-be Mothers: Daycares blow.
I know bite marks are going to happen, but fucking a sock filled
with wooden ships that left cuts on her foot? nah.
They should have cleaned that shit up. She could have gotten splinters
stuck in her foot.
anyway.
After I got wen cleaned up and gave her a snack, we went to TC to stop
by my Gramma's house to pick up some diapers. then we went to Ashley's house.
I had a great time there.
It was like old times again.. Except this time wen is older and Ash is very
pregnant! She looks so friggin' cute with her little belly. she was absolutely
glowing in the face. we talked for hours, and it felt great. I missed her so much.
It was awesome to see her playing with wen again, and wen of course was running
all over her house trying to get into EVERYthing. but Ash was very patient-something I
appreciate very much so.
We left kind of late and wen crashed along the way home, and I felt bad.
so the scary part comes..
Wen and I are in my room up on my big bed trying to sleep..
and wen was so restless [as usual..gee wonder where she gets that from?]
and I was calimg her down singing her the abc's for her to go to sleep..
then all of the sudden I heard this noise
a very creepy, scary noise.
it was like a knawing noise.. like something chewing away
it freaked me the fuck out.
of course I got very defensive of wen, and cuddled her up in my arms,
went into the living room, and layed her down on a pallat.
we slept squished up together for a few hours.. she kept waking up and just crying..
and it made me feel awful.
i love my daughter so much.
i've got to find a solution for this whole daycare problem.
amanda? help?