Back Pains, Bad Bugs, and Baby Prison

Back in January we decided to assemble Brilye's crib, but little did we know anything about how to do it or where we would need it set. So, for months (she was born May 2008) I have had an aching back from the mattress being so darn low and having to lay her down in her crib. I literally would balance myself as I tried to place her on the mattress... my feet would come off the ground and I would do everything I could to restrain from falling into her crib at night. Today after baking some cookies I ever so slightly bent over to shut the oven door and I got stuck in a semi-squatting position in front of the oven (yes, it was still on). So, as my eyebrows slowly scorched themselves away I decided to fix the heighth of the crib to help eliminate these pains.

As I was un"starring" the screws (no screwdriver used here, just a star wrench) I realized I couldn't reach the back corner. *DING DING DING- Just crawl underneath the mattress bars* So, as I am underneath the crib trying to balance the bars from crashing down on me and unstaring at the same time, I realized Brilye's mobile is terrifying! She has been sleeping in her crib now for a month and a half, but when we lay her in it during the day, she screams! Now I know why! The bug mobile my aunt and uncle got her is absolutely horrifying! BEADY LITTLE EYES! SHIMMERING ANTENNAE! DIVE-BOMBING INSECTS! Oh my gosh!!




My poor baby. She loves these bugs when we're standing next to them :-\ Then I realized that we must look scary too. At that exact moment Brian walked in the room. He just knew I'd lost my mind when I told him about the attack bugs. He agreed to hold Brilye up next to them so I could see if an unsuspecting person was funny-looking from this angle too. You decide.



Seriously, there are some people in this family (no names, but they're not on my side) with a case of nasty nostrils... they're hairy and long and pointy... imagine that from her angle!!


Lastly, I realized that I have placed my baby in her own prison... probably about 20 times a day, everyday! Her perspective is scary... her crib, her carseat (with the funny front bars), her play gym... what else??? I figured I would show you my view of baby prison... it was scary and I started to feel clausterphobic! My poor baby... maybe I should just let her sleep with me, and I will start riding my bike everywhere so she doesn't have to use the carseat, and I will just paint her whole ceiling with funny things so she won't need a play gym... yeah, right. She'll grow out of it eventually, right? I mean, toddler beds are only around the corner!