Sleep????

I am officially exhausted and Kevin is officially exhausted. Ella will not wake up during the day. We have tried everything to wake her up in the day time hours. She wakes up at midnight and wants to be held. She wants to eat and then play til about three am. When she finally decides to sleep, she wants to sleep on my chest with her head under my chin. It is sooo very sweet. Night before last,it was around 8pm and I had been up for about 20 hours. I had gotten Mary Catherine fed and bathed and it was her bedtime. Ella was in her glidder naping. Kevin was trying to get Mary Catherine in bed. Ella woke up screaming. I sat up on the couch to pick up Ella and I must have fallen asleep sitting straight up. Ella continued to scream. Kevin finally came out of Mary Catherine's room (who was also screaming at this point because she has figured out she is going to have to get a flu shot next week)to see if Ella and I were okay. He wakes me from the sitting sleep and suggest that he take Ella and I take Mary Catherine. I agree thinking, I can lay down with her and close my eyes for just a few minutes and get a little quick power nap while also getting Mary Catherine to sleep. So I am now multitasking sleep and dealing with children. So at approximately 8:15pm, I go in Mary Catherine's room and lay down with her on her twin bed. The next thing I know, I wake up and the clock says 11pm. I am thinking "Oh My I need to take my medicine and go out there and get Ella so Kevin can go to bed." I walk out of Mary Catherine's room, make a fast stop by the bathroom and then go into our bedroom. I remember sitting down on the bed and taking my medicine but I don't remember anything that happened after that. The next thing I know, it is 5am and Kevin is standing there by our bed with a screaming child wanting a bottle. I must have been simply exhausted. I got up and took Ella and felt guilty for leaving poor Kevin all night. Ella then wouldn't let me put her down for the next 12 hours. The next night Kevin agreed to take the night shift. I felt somewhat guilty but I needed some serious sleep so I went to bed about midnight. At approximately 3am, I hear this awful screaming. I go into the den and I can't find Kevin or Ella. Half out of it, I hear the awful sound of a screaming baby. I head then for the nursery. The door is closed but they are definately in there with the lights off. I open the door and walk in. I go toward the rocking chair and see Kevin sitting in the chair. However, the baby is not in his arms nor is she laying on his chest under his chin. The baby is sreaming and so I ask "Where the heck is my baby?" Kevin says,"She is in the crib. I am letting her cry this out. You have her so spoiled that she will not sleep unless we are holding her." I simply responded by picking my baby up from the crin and then asking in a not very calm tone "if he (Kevin) had lost his freaking mind?" I then proceeded to explain that you simply do not let a week and a half old baby cry it out. You do not do that until they are 4-5 months. Kevin insist that the Doctor told us to do this with Mary Catherine four years ago. I do not recall this conversation. We will address this with Dr. Whitehead at Ella's appointment next Monday. To make a long story short, I was exhausted, the baby was screaming bloody mercy, I was MAD as fire and Kev was not going to win this battle at 4 am with me. I then insisted that he go to bed and I would take care of Ella myself. As right as he might have been, it was not what I thought Kevin should do in the middle of the night with my little angel screamer. I was mad most of the night as I held my precious little screamer right under my chin and as close to my heart asI could get her. I stayed awake and rocked her while she slept like a little angel. The next morning, after Ella and I both got a little nap, the whole thing was very funny but at the time there was not one funny thing about it!