Tantrums
Ally and I spent most of the night sleeping on the couch. I use the word "sleeping" in it's loosest form. She woke up around 5 and starting rolling around and arching her back crying. She wanted me to hold her. But not sitting down. And not with a blanket anywhere near us even though I was cold. And not actually touching her or anything. She calmed down a little and let me change her diaper, but then it was time for me to shower and get ready for work. Rob says she didn't want him anywhere near her. She laid down on the floor and rolled around throwing a giant fit. She'd stop every once in a while to watch tv then pick up again. When I got done with the shower, I went back upstairs, and she crawled toward me a couple feet screaming, then collapsed before she got to me. There was absolutely nothing wrong with her that either of us could see, so we let her throw a fit. Then, suddenly she stood up and ran to me, let me pick her up, and pointed to the food on her table. By that time, I was ready for work, so we grabbed some to go and she was fine. She tried to throw another fit at daycare too. I hate this time of year. This is the same time last year that all our problems with sleep started.