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lions and tigers and bears
Mar. 29th, 2009 12:09 am( I don't think I can get away with saying I don't like sports any more. )
( Dollhouse 1x07 )
I had babysitting tonight. A repeat family, 5yr old boy, almost 1yr old girl. And let me tell you, that girl is adorable, but I would never be able to sleep if I was her mom. I put her down in her crib and made sure there were no blankets or toys near her face. A little while later I went in to check on her (baby monitors do not reassure me) and she had completely flipped around to the other end of the crib and buried her face in a pile of blankets. So, I moved the blankets away from her face, she immediately rolled over and face-planted in them again. I moved them again, and for a third time she found the blankets with her face. I finally just gave up and let her sleep how she wanted. But I was popping into her room to check that she was still breathing so often it's a wonder she didn't wake up. And the baby monitor, totally useless. I had it turned up so loud I could hear the ticking of her clock louder than the tv, still couldn't hear her breathing. Probably a good think I'm not a mom. I'd be so overprotective of my kids it would be unreal.
Tomorrow there is more babysitting and then Monday it's back to work. Where does the weekend go, I ask you?
( Dollhouse 1x07 )
I had babysitting tonight. A repeat family, 5yr old boy, almost 1yr old girl. And let me tell you, that girl is adorable, but I would never be able to sleep if I was her mom. I put her down in her crib and made sure there were no blankets or toys near her face. A little while later I went in to check on her (baby monitors do not reassure me) and she had completely flipped around to the other end of the crib and buried her face in a pile of blankets. So, I moved the blankets away from her face, she immediately rolled over and face-planted in them again. I moved them again, and for a third time she found the blankets with her face. I finally just gave up and let her sleep how she wanted. But I was popping into her room to check that she was still breathing so often it's a wonder she didn't wake up. And the baby monitor, totally useless. I had it turned up so loud I could hear the ticking of her clock louder than the tv, still couldn't hear her breathing. Probably a good think I'm not a mom. I'd be so overprotective of my kids it would be unreal.
Tomorrow there is more babysitting and then Monday it's back to work. Where does the weekend go, I ask you?
