The beginning of this week had been so HARD! Sunday night Brooklyn started to act different. Monday morning she woke up really needy. And was very difficult all day. She'd want to sit on my lap, then want down. I'd put her down and she'd scream and cry to get back up. She couldn't do anything by herself. I heard her cry and whine all day. By Tuesday I was going crazy. When I put her down for her nap she refused to sleep. Finally at some point I had had it. She started to whine and I said kinda loudly (not yelling at her) "Do you want to go nigh nigh? Well you're going" and I put her in the crib. She just kept crying, but I left her in there for a bit. I wasn't ready to have her downstairs. So after a little bit I went and got her. I just needed that time to reenergize so I could make it until bedtime. I didn't need to wait long Brooklyn fell asleep in my arms at 6:50pm. I tried waking her up to let her play a little before bed but she really didn't want that. I laid her in the crib and I can still her the very sad cry. It wasn't a normal cry so I brought her into my bed. Bryant was pulling a really late nighter at the school so I figured it would be ok.
Now on to my lesson. I should have written it down right after it happened because it was pretty powerful. I really hope I can convey it how it was. Anyway Brooklyn rolled around for a bit in the bed and then curled up into me and went to sleep. She looked so sweet and precious. Then I started thinking about what tomorrow was going to be like. I then said my nightly prayer. I was apologizing for not being as patient of a parent today as I had hoped I would have been, and then asking for help to be patient with Brooklyn tomorrow. I was a little scared knowing that since I was praying for patience I was going to be put in situations where I could practice it. :) You know what I mean. But that wasn't the case. Right in the middle of my prayer I started to have flashback memories of my little Tookies. She was smiling at me and calling me mama, then bringing me her favorite toy and having me play with her, giving me big hugs and kissed, etc! I just started crying and had to lean over and give her a kiss. I felt so much love for her. All the frustration I was feeling from the past couple days instantly went away. I was in love with that little girl. She was everything I wanted in life. I knew I could wake up the next day and handle any type of attitude she had. It was a very good experience for me.
To finish the story Brooklyn slept till 8:15am, 13 1/2 hrs. She woke up so happy leaned over and gave me a hug, so sweet. When she sat up she farted and said poopy. Ha Ha that has nothing to do with the story but it was funny, and she was right. Moving on she was doing good play with herself and then I heard her cough. Right then I put everything together. Sunday was her last day taking medicine for her ear infections. Which meant her ear infections probably didn't clear up all the way. I called her doctor and took her in. Brooklyn has double ear infections. And of course I feel horrible for getting frustrated when all along she was in pain :(
But after this experience I am going to remember all those moments that make me love Brooklyn and be the best most patient parent ever!!!!
I thought I'd post some pictures of her from the past. (This computer doesn't have all the my pictures so here's what I found)

Brookies and I at 6 months.

Brooklyn with Aunt Kylie
She does this face a lot :)
That's my baby at 12 months!
At the Dr's office.
Just messing around.
I LOVE YOU BROOKLYN!


