Who took my baby?

They say that the first 6 weeks after your beautiful bundle of joy arrives are the hardest. Between the big CHANGE in your life, lack of sleep, feeding around the clock they figure it can't get worse. Maybe I'm not like most, but I thoroughly enjoyed those first 6 weeks. But now... either I'm getting my 6 weeks a little late or they LIED to me.

My sweet, innocent, loving infant has become a monster. Okay maybe not quite, but seriously it's been tough. She is 5.5 months and into everything. She can never really decide what she wants except when I'm eating she HAS to have what I'm putting in my mouth. Not that I let her, but the grabbing gets old quickly.

Mostly, its the chasing and the weird schedule and the sometimes all I want to do is nap and sometimes I need to nap but there is no way on earth I'm going to. OR better yet, the "I'm going to play games with my mommy and roll over in my crib, get stuck on my back, and throw a fit so that she comes and puts me back on my tummy."

She refuses to cuddle with me and I'm really hoping that that is just a phase because her and I were cuddle buddies up until a couple weeks ago.

And the squealing...oh the squealing. To those who only have to hear it for five minutes at a time, it's absolutely adorable. But when you hear it for hours and hours and hours, it makes you want to pull out your hair.

So, you're probably wondering... What does all of this mean? Why the sudden changes? (OR you're a mommy and you've been in this place so you're laughing at me right now.)

And the culprit for most of the items listed above is... the TEENY TINY sharp little ridges scraping at my poor baby's gums. There is one poking through that has cut my hand a few times, but there are more little buds just lingering and driving her and me insane.

Please don't get me wrong, I love her dearly and I still stare at her and wonder how someone so beautiful and incredible came from me, but we're having a little rough patch.