Nunu was being impossible last nite. She was too sleepy after the long trip to Alor Setar to visit my yet unnamed, newborn cousin.
At 9.30 pm, I tried putting her down to sleep after feeding her, but she kept waking up as soon as her head hits the pillow. After the third try, she dozed off, for only 10 minutes! I found her bawling and her head had rolled off the pillow to the far side of the cot, and I think she had bumped her head.
I let her suckle for a while and she dozed off again. Until Daddy came home an hour later and she must have awaken by the sound of the car engine. She was practically screaming bloody murder and this time, there was a deep imprint of the cot's bar at the side of her head.
I wanted to scream at him too, for so many reasons other than coming home so late, but I decided to say nothing, and kept holding sobbing Nunu and let her fall back to sleep. It wasn't anyone's fault other than mine, for not barricading the cot with enuff pillows (I was too worried the pillows would fall on her face and she might suffocate).
By that time, Nunu wouldnt let me go and I had no choice but to let her suckle in bed with me until she's in deep slumber. I wouldnt complain that I'm tired, but my head hurts, afflicted from so many things.
I'm in no position of changing how things are, but I can surely get that cot bumper now.
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