Phew. Glad that week is over.

Hi. This is Molly. I'm glad it's finally Friday night. What a week! This has probably been the longest and most traumatic week of my life so far. I'm glad I survived it and I think my mom did, too. I have been so confused all week because my mom is crazy and keeps taking me to different places and to different people. I think I am finally getting the hang of it, but here is the rundown.

Monday - My dad started his job and my mom had the first day of school, so I had to wake up at 6:00 a.m., have a bath, get dressed, and then get in the car when it was just barely light outside. My favorite cousin Meranda tended me and I liked it so much that I just decided to sleep all day.

Tuesday - Cousin Meranda tended me again and it was great again, but Tuesday night was pretty rough. My mom gave me a bath at night. I couldn't figure out why since I've always had a bath in the morning. I was so tired, but my nose was stuffy so I just kept waking up screaming and it took my mom a long time to calm me down. I woke up 3 times during the night (it was weird because I haven't done that since I was a few weeks old).

Wednesday - My mom woke me up at 6:00 again, but she seemed extra stressed. We left early and instead of going to Meranda's, I went to school with my mom. She had to be there for a meeting at 7:00. The people there tried to take good care of me, but my mom was so stressed she didn't give them very good directions. I kept trying to tell them what I wanted, but they just didn't understand me. I needed my bottle warmer. I wanted to be held facing forward. I needed a burper rag under my chin while I ate so my shirt didn't get all wet. I didn't want them to hold me anymore. I was too tired to settle down and I just wanted my mom. My mom told me she'd try to come visit me at lunch, but she didn't. That's ok and I didn't really notice, but she told me later that she just couldn't come see me because it would have been too hard to leave me all over again.

That evening, I was so stressed that I kept crying and was really fussy. My mom finally got me to take a bottle, but then something happened and I spit up the whole bottle out my nose and my mouth. It was yucky. I have never done that before. It was just a bad day all around. Luckily, though, it made me so tired that I got a good night's sleep.

Thursday - This day was kind of just a blur to me. I woke up, then fell asleep, then woke up, then fell back asleep. I was asleep almost the whole day at school. Miss Autumn, my new mom, said that she kept checking on me because I slept for almost 4 hours at school, woke up, then fell asleep again until my mom came. I was wiped out.

When my mom picked me up, we headed to Uncle Willie's football game. I stayed awake during that, but when I got home, my dad fed me and I fell asleep again. My mom woke me up at 8:30 to give me a bath. I fell asleep again after that and slept all night. It sure felt good.

Friday - By today, my mom seemed to settle down a little bit. She didn't seem quite as uptight as she has been all week. She wasn't saying, "I'm sorry" to me quite as much as she was on Wednesday. They take really good care of me at school, but I think my mom worries. She still hasn't come to see me at lunch. Maybe it's just because she keeps working during lunch so she can get me sooner after the big kids leave.

Tonight we went to another football game. I was happy, but then I cried. I heard my mom ask Grandma and Aunt Cindy if it was child abuse or just "training," bringing me to the game. They said it was just training. Hunter scored a lot. I don't like it when they score because everyone scrams and it scares me. I fell asleep, but I guess I didn't miss much this time because Uncle Willie didn't get in this week. It's ok, though. Grandma says he has a cute bum on the sidelines. The game was really long because they had to stop for the lightning for a while. Parker took this picture of me.

I'm glad it is Saturday tomorrow! Next week will be better.