A day to dress her up in stars or stripes or red, white and blue and spend the day outside playing in the water and teaching her the fine art of grilling up.
But, then I remembered one minor detail: fireworks. Loud. Fireworks. Ugh.
Have I finally gotten Fern on a sleep schedule only to have it be ruined by loud, blasting fireworks ’til the wee hours of the morning? I’m just imagining waking up with her every 15 minutes as twinkly explosions go off over our house and what I’m envisioning seems less than awesome. Also, I just realized we can’t actually go watch a fireworks show, since it’ll be ridiculously loud and that’s probably not a great idea for delicate baby ears (unless you strap these bad boys on them).
So, I’m pretty sure that the 4th of July is now officially the worst holiday ever. Maybe that and New Year’s Eve, since there are fireworks then too and you can’t even drink much champagne when you’re breast feeding. Yep. Officially the worst holiday ever. Except for the whole freedom thing, that part is what really matters and it’s awesome, but everything else is definitely sub par. OK. End rant.
But, I do have a question…do any of you mamas have any suggestions for avoiding 18,000 wake ups during the night of the 4th of July? I’m all ears!
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