I have had 3 hours of sleep. The baby has had 10. Does that seem fair to you?
Last night, I stayed up late to finish The Nanny Diaries and was so PISSED OFF by the ending that I couldn't sleep. Really. It was that bad. (Incidentally, I'm never reading again. It seems impossible for someone to write a book with a good / original ending, so I quit. I can't bear to invest myself in another book only to be disappointed AGAIN.)
I was still awake (fuming) at 3:30 when it started storming outside and Richard woke up long enough to say, "The cat's outside."
So, feeling like a TERRIBLE mother, I got up to look for him. Finally, I woke Richard up and asked him to help. The storm instantly stopped and the cat came home.
He raced downstairs presumably to eat, which he promptly threw up all over the living room floor. We, of course, had just started to drift off.
We both whisper-swore so as not to wake the baby. Together we cleaned up cat barf at 4:30, and woke the baby up. I put her plug back in her mouth, praying that she would just go back to sleep...which she did.
Yesterday was worse. We spent FOUR HOURS at the mall doing pictures and came home with a baby so tired that she couldn't sleep. The coffee I bought in the morning and worked on all day couldn't have helped either. She finally crashed around 8, but not before she cried for 4 hours straight. One hour of crying for each hour we spent at the mall.
Today, I've been trying to be productive, but I SWEAR if I step in ONE. MORE. CINNAMON. TOAST. CRUNCH. I. AM. GOING. TO. LOSE. MY. FREAKING. MIND.
Where are they coming from? I have swept, vacuumed, sicked Pedro on them.
WHERE ARE THEY COMING FROM?????
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The baby is finally napping now, and what am I doing? Blogging.
I have to go.
I have to nap on my sheet-less bed. Am I in college again?
Don't tell me how sorry you are. It's ok. Just one of those nights. Who knows...maybe after my nap I'll find it amusing.
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Shhhh....Erin's sleeping.....
Oh, I promise, it'll be funny. You may just have to wait a few years.
I am not sorry except that I spent ALL my money on those boxes of Cinnamon Toast Crunch and so I ran out of gas and on the walk back to Hudson I fell in a ditch and while my clothes were on the fence by the pool I'd washed them in, the guy came out and chased me off with a flare-gun and I had to travel the rest of the way naked and hiding in bushes and I got scratched by thorns and stung by the bees when I tried to steal that honey and then I got home just in time to get up and feed the kids but it was so worth it to think of Erin stepping on the C.T.C all day.
Good post, Erin. Ain't sleep deprivation grand?
I won't say I'm so sorry either...
Anyways, I have a potential solution to your book reading woes. If you haven't yet read Atonement or seen the film I recommend you get the book. I promise the ending will be good.
I find myself wondering...will I handle the sleep deprivation any better the second time around? I remember one particular evening after lack of sleep, crying baby, and frustration over b/fing I calmly set Adelle down and went and slammed some cupboard doors SO HARD I nearly broke them. I can laugh about it now :)
Erin, I love how real you are.
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