I know nothing

I think that people only tell new parents that things get easier to mess with them.  Either that, or they are thinking in the really long term (yes,  when Illy is 20 things will be much easier).  Just when I think that I have Illy figured out, everything changes.  We had a glorious sleep routine for about 1 week and now it is a free-for-all.  Last night she woke up every hour and howled.  When she wasn’t awake, she was thrashing her body like a berserker – destroying all that she came in contact with.  It was not a fun night for anyone, and I actually – for the first time ever – wondered why she was doing this to us.  I am a rational person and I know that she is just a tiny baby doing what she needs to do to meet her needs, but I was so tired last night that I convinced myself that she was purposefully trying to keep us awake.  I felt so bad about these thoughts in the morning that if she was able to eat solid foods, I would have taken her out for ice cream.  As it was, I figured if I ate the ice cream she would get it by default and understand the depth of my regret.  How could I possibly have thought that my precious Illy would do anything manipulative.  Squakers is calling.  More later.