Bedroom Buzzkill Baby.
Jan 9, 2009 I Forgot to Tag
I am going to have a mental fucking breakdown. Charli is a monster that I have created in order to survive a full time job, full time school, and full time life. She finally started sleeping through the night. Up until 5-6 am. Then she would come and crawl into bed with me. This lasted for 2 months. The wakeup time slowly has pushed itself backward. This week, she has woken up every hour on the hour in a screaming fit.
This = no sleep for mommy. The only person I can be mad at is me. And I am. I am a Wicked Cunt.
It is like the movie Gremlins. If you feed Gizmo after midnight… it becomes this ugly Gremlin that tries to kill people and take over the world. Charli is a motherfucking screaming baby Gremlin. And she has pushed us to our max. D is at his wits end. I am so far past mine that as I sit here and right this blog she is standing at her door, knocking and screaming.
I re-read this blog so far and I am not sure if it makes sense to only me because I am delirious, or if you understood it too.? Whatev.
I want to sleep. I feel like a horrible parent just sitting here while she bangs angrily on her bedroom door, but for fucks sake. For FUCKS SAKE! When does the madness end??????????
Who asks for this?
Why do they torture us so?
What in the fuck do I do to make her sleep?
GAH!
This isnt even a blog! What is this garbage?
So much for sex. Who can get their fuck on with a screaming Gremlin brat-face in the other room.
Yeah. Fuck. FUCK.
