She's lying.
We had a couple of blissful weeks and then traveled to Florida. It's been downhill ever since.
I am not terribly offended by middle of the night wake-ups or a lack of sleep. However, I'd prefer not to gain some sleep back just to have it all taken away. There is no good reason for an almost 1 year old to have such an aversion to sleeping. It doesn't matter if we rock her to sleep before putting her to bed. Once her head hits the mattress, she freaks out. She's freaking out right now, as a matter of fact. I fed her, rocked her to sleep, gently placed her in bed and covered her with the softest of blankets. Sounds downright dreamy to me. Apparently, not. Eliana reacts like she's been subjected to some horrific form of baby torture. She doesn't even like the car . . . you know, the one place where ALL babies fall asleep.
I love snuggling, but this kid has got to get it together. She surely isn't helping me convince Mate he wants another baby. Maybe they're conspiring against me. Maybe it's some grand plan between daddy and daughter. Maybe he's promising her pony rides and rainbows and lollipops in exchange for making me so deliriously tired that I couldn't even fathom having another baby. It's not working, by the way . . . at least not yet.
Hopefully, we figure this out soon.
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