Why I Think Zoey Is Trying To Kill Us


Last night, Zoey was up again from about one to four. It’s like she has a part-time job somewhere that we don’t know about.

We tried the bottle thing, but she was still wide awake after having a few ounces of formula. We tried having her cuddle with us in our bed–nothing. She was much more interested in kicking her legs and babbling up a storm. In the middle of the night. When sane people are sleeping. What is wrong with that child?!?!

Finally, Greg (who, by the way, is a GOD as far as I’m concerned) willingly (or at least grudgingly) took her downstairs so I could get some sleep before I had to get up for work. He was back in our bed when I woke up this morning, so Zoey must have finally given up and passed out.

But, seriously. What’s the deal? She’s eating a full supper before going to bed. She doesn’t seem to be upset or in pain when she wakes up. She’s just ready to play AT ONE IN THE MORNING.

Could it be a teething thing? I just don’t know.


About cdhoose

I'm a mom to an amazing little girl and have another little one on the way. I live in Upstate New York with my fiance and daughter, 2 big, crazy dogs and a 3-legged cat (who has an attitude). I hate know-it-alls, Lindsay Lohan and socks with holes in them. I always seem to get myself into trouble (which entertains my fiance to no end), but I try hard to be a good parent. Also, I occasionally work on scrapbooking the fifty billion pictures I've taken of my kid. And I like ice cream. The end.

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