So while I was up at midnight, 1 a.m., and 2 a.m. (at which point my husband took over and I got some sleep), I came up with the next big invention: the self-propelling stroller. Just like those vacuums that run by themselves and turn around anytime they hit a wall or furniture. It would go in a straight line as far as possible then turn around and keep going.
As you can probably guess, last night did not go so well. I knew this surgery couldn't continue to go so easy. Mason took her for a walk last night around 8:30 and she slept in her car seat just fine until midnight. Then she woke up crying. She wasn't screaming in pain or anything, I just think she couldn't get comfortable. I fed her some milk but she was still awake. I tried having her lay on me, using the swing, and sitting back in the car seat. The only thing that worked was pushing her in the stroller. I would walk from our family room through the kitchen and into the living room, then back again. After 10 or so laps, she would be conked. But after 10 -20 minutes of the stroller sitting still while I layed down, she would be up again. Then the process would start over.