Saturday, January 13, 2007

Finnsitting

See this baby? So cute and blueberry stained? This is not the same boy I babysat last night. After 30 minutes of non-interrupted screaming, I caved and texted.

"He hates me. Been screaming since you left. Any tips?"

I didn't want to bother them on their date but I was at my wit's end. I'd been grumpy and depressed for most of the week. I thought babysitting would cheer me, not make me want to cut my own uterus out.

After numerous calls to both mom and pop, my sister decided to return home. I felt incredibly bad that I couldn't soothe Finn. This babysitting gig was supposed to be a breeze. He was over-tired and should have just fallen straight to sleep but nooooo. Babies and their developing minds. Sheesh! He's in the teething phase too so he's been moodier. Since we'd all been battling colds for the past couple weeks I hadn't spent any quality time with him. Maybe he forgot who I am? Maybe he doesn't like me?

At one point, as I tried to desperately heat up a bottle under the tap while unsuccessfully soothing him I said, "Look Finnster, this just isn't working out. How about you give me a ring when you can talk and walk?" Of course, I was not entirely serious. Though later when Dokey and Double B returned home with their food all boxed up, I remarked to them "I've broken up with men who treated me better."

Have I mentioned how I am not having children? Yeah. Not gonna happen.

14 comments:

doke said...

he does love you, i swear. lately he just has a flare for the dramatic. who knows where that comes from. ;)

Maman said...

They can't help themselves, they just get so, tired and sore and have no self control... Its when they turn 11 or 12 and start calling you a whore that there is really trouble.. Trust me... and I had plenty of nights where I was up rubbing backs or bellies repeating the mantra of, "Mama can't take any more... please stop".

BullysE said...

You ever wonder why the mothers of small children are always so tired, and on edge? Yeah. Yup. Yeppers.

They all have those moments...but then they cheer up, and we think they are wonderful again. I promise. That's why procreation continues.:-)

Carissa said...

Sizzle: you sizzle! I am "delurking" days late, but I just love reading your daily. Thanks for the daily dose o' giggles.

Kerry said...

He loves Sizzle! He was just tired and irritable like we all get. Next time he'll be just fine. All babies go through that crabby grumpy hateful hard-to-get-along-with stage :)

They get over it... then they turn 13!

The Dummy said...

Yes, babies are cuter when they belong to someone else. The best part is being able to give them back when they go ballistic.

Found you through Neil, btw. I guess somehow we just don't run into each other despite common blog buddies Neil and Lushy and also being from Seattle!

Keri said...

Yeah babysitting or working in a day care is great birth control. A friend of mine worked in a day care for over a year.. she said she wasn't having children. Perfect birth control.

JavaJabber said...

If I had waited to have children until I was 35 or so, I definitely would not have had any. My tolerance level is not as good as it used to be ... a screaming baby at age 20 was okay, at 35+, well it's a good thing it's illegal to sell babies on eBay !

Melissa said...

Earaches and teething are a bitch. And if none of that was enough to keep you from having children remember the episiotamy.

Traveling Chica said...

Trust me, he still loves you.

I remember a night like that with my own nephew. Okay, I remember a couple. For the most part, he adored having me watch him (and I adore him), but when he was a few months old, just starting to teeth, he slept for half an hour out of the entire time his parents went to a college basketball game... and he cried/screamed the rest of the time.

Recently though, I watched him (he's 2 now) and he pooped in the tub and peed on the floor - twice!- on me, cried twice over his parents being gone, screamed when I took him out of the tub, AND made me hold his hand until he fell asleep.

And yet I still volunteered (read: begged) for bath time last night...a bathtime in which he, once again, peed ON me before I could get him on the potty.

Kids are tough, but when he says my name and smiles at me, well, need I say more?

The Finnster will be very happy to see Auntie Sizzle tomorrow. Trust me. (And um, if not tomorrow, the day after.)

gorillabuns said...

please don't cut your uterus out! he loves you, he really does! he smells the fear and the fear smell is not his mother. that's all!

trust me!

justrun said...

Sometimes, there are cries only mama can fix. Nothing to do with the baby or the babysitter and everything to do with nature. He will always love you, and will probably run away to your house when his mom yells at him. :)

alissa said...

It's ok to love them but want to give them back sometimes. It happens! He knows who you are, he was just feeling needy. You have so much to look forward too, just wait until he starts talking and can confirm that he adores you. It makes it all better.

LVGurl said...

babies rule.