*****ETA: Nope, she wasn't dry. She'd gone in the night and it had "dried". Ew. She's definitely sick this morning though, poor baby. I won't forget the diaper another time. That was a serious "Duh Moment"*****
Yesterday afternoon, Matt's coworkers took him out for a birthday drink and I told him I didn't to be left out. I took Oceana, which was weird... but like I said, I didn't want to be left out. They're my coworkers too; my friends. *pout pout*
It was a blessing to see that my friend Joanne, who has a 3 month old, also came and had her pram/stroller pushed in between tables. Haha. It was good, but Oceana was wanting to wander. While I normally would let her, not there. So she was kind of losing it by the time we left.
We had to go grocery shopping before we got home, and by the time we got back it was already 7:30. I put in Lyle the Kindly Viking for her, since she'd been complaining her ears hurt and her eyes were getting sort of red. I'd also had to turn off her show twice earlier in the day to go places, so it was sort of a "Mummy's sorry". I fed her some dinner, and then we had a good time cuddling after dosing her up with Pamol/Tylenol. She was in the store with her hands over her ears, crying that her ears hurt. I really hope it's not an earache, we just did that 7 weeks ago in Samoa. Grrr.
I must have been tired when I finally took her to bed around 9pm (Bedtime is normally 8pm, but I wanted her to eat and not go straight to bed). She gave her cuddles and kisses and I put her in bed. She was really tired because she just said, "Bye, Love you, See you in'a morning". No tears. I went back downstairs, watched a TV show, and fell asleep on the couch. Around 1am I made it into my own bed. Haha.
I woke up this morning at 8am. And waited. But no Oceana sounds. I waited. I tiptoed downstairs (the stairs are outside her room and the floor creeks. Daggone floor!). I hung out the laundry, started another load, cleaned up a bit, read my Google Reader, ate my breakfast, and still it was quiet.
And then I remembered. I never put her in a diaper before bed. Oh My Gosh!
I waited a little longer, did a few more things, and then went up to check. She's still snoring, I can see her undies (I thought maybe I didn't remember putting her diaper on), and they "look" dry. It's 9am.
This child has never SLEPT till 9am in her life!
Like I said. The silence is deafening. I really hope she's still dry when she wakes up.