Damn You Growth Spurt!

I know that growth spurts in a child are a blessed thing. It means your child is thriving and you should be proud.

While I am, I have to confess... I am shaking my fist in anger at the growth spurt that is taking over my sweet little Turtle.

She is cranky.

She is fussy.

She is not sleeping.

Which means I am cranky. I am fussy. I am not sleeping.

Growth spurts tend to just sneak up on you and just when you think all is well and you have a smug smile on your face that your angel is sleeping like a champ and nursing like a pro... then TA DA! A growth spurt pops up and throws a monkey wrench into the whole equation.

I get it, it's a growth spurt. Her body is doing things to her that she (and I) have no control over and I know that they are a good thing, I do.

But damn, I am tired!

Then I catch a glimpse of her sleeping in her swing, her tiny little hands clenched into fists, her precious chubby cheeks, those pouty little lips... and I melt.

I forget every bad thing that comes with having no sleep and I remember how lucky I am... how wonderfully blessed I am and I forget about those damn growth spurts and I am thankful I have her.