I will preface this blog by saying that I have the best husband in the world who is also an incredible father. Had to put that on the table.
Last night the girls went to bed at the usual time, and Matt and I both had to get up to go to work at the same time today. Hannah woke up around 1:30 crying pretty hard, so automatically I got up to see what the problem was. It took about 30 minutes of consoling from the side of the crib before she decided she was ok to sleep again and was not going to wake up her sister. I got back to bed around 2 and went to sleep. At 4:30 I heard crying again, and this time I nudged Matt so that he could get up and console Hannah (who I thought it was). I normally get up each time but I thought with both of us going to work we could share in the duties. Both girls normally do not get up at all in the middle of the night. Last night was the exception. This was the early morning conversation between my husband (who thought he was being clever) and me (who was unwittingly too tired to notice his antics until I got up this morning).
Me: Go get the crying baby
Me: its your turn...
Matt - Why is it my turn???
Me: did you not hear Hannah crying a few hours ago?
...silence...then heavy breathing
Me: go get her before she wakes up the other
Matt: What do I do?
Me: What do you mean, "what do you do?" Get the baby back to sleep!
Me: How? Pat her back, make sure she doesnt have limbs through the crib slats, give her the passi... come on now! (Baby continues crying)
Matt: What if that doesnt work???
Me: WHAT??? Then rock her! YOu know what to do!
Matt: Fine, but you are better at it than I am...
5 minutes later... I see Matt with a baby in his arms in our bedroom.
Me: Who is that?
Me: Did you change her?
Matt: No, she isnt wet. (matt starts fixing pillows as if he is going to lay down with Leah in our bed until we all get up in the morning. Leah is still fussing)
Me: Matt, you will have to change her, she hates being wet.
Matt: She is fine
Me: Ok (Leah is crying)... Do you have a pacifier?
Matt: No, she is fine.
....minutes pass... Leah cries
Me: Ugh, give me Leah and I will lay with her. GO get a diaper and a pacifier. ...
(I then spend 10 minutes settling her back down after changing her diaper in the dark and Matt gets to go to sleep baby free)...
I did call Matt out on his manipulation today and he laughed. He was not innocent in the whole thing. He knew I was too tired to get up and try to get Leah back in the crib at that point and did not want to listen to her crying. He knows me too well. He did not get away with it completely though!
First off it was not five minutes...Allyson must have fallen to sleep. But Leah was not falling to sleep and was crying rather loud and her sister started to make noise. Allyson does not admit it, but tends to do the same thing especially with Leah who is much harder to get back down. Lastly I really did not think she was that wet, Allyson and her sister tend to waste diapers (money) because they think they are dirty and end up not, but by the time they notice that, it is too late. So as bad as my wife wants to make me out to be, it was not that bad. Oh ya, and I was going to lay with her and it would have been fine, Allyson just did not want to listen to her cry, so she made a choice.
And in a pot calling the kettle black moment, I get my manipulative skills straight from the leader of the household, just check out our living room furniture that I did not intend to get.