I've said it many times before...guilt and exhaustion are chronic diseases of motherhood. I really wish Dominic would quit his habit of waking up at some terrible hour like 12:30 or 2:30, screaming at the top of his voice for no apparent reason. Then he screams again between 3:30 and 4:15--15 minutes before my alarm goes off. Then I mutter, curse and threaten under my breath while waiting for a bottle to warm in the microwave (I know, I know--microwaves are evil, I am probably giving Dom cancer) while he shrieks. I have, by the way, tried to give him a cold bottle, with the result that he threw the bottle back at me. Most of the time I love the cuteness of toddlers--their adorable way of running or babbling, their cute little faces, their smooth, white little bodies--but not at 4:00 a.m.
Thursday, June 5, 2008
I'm so tired...
I've said it many times before...guilt and exhaustion are chronic diseases of motherhood. I really wish Dominic would quit his habit of waking up at some terrible hour like 12:30 or 2:30, screaming at the top of his voice for no apparent reason. Then he screams again between 3:30 and 4:15--15 minutes before my alarm goes off. Then I mutter, curse and threaten under my breath while waiting for a bottle to warm in the microwave (I know, I know--microwaves are evil, I am probably giving Dom cancer) while he shrieks. I have, by the way, tried to give him a cold bottle, with the result that he threw the bottle back at me. Most of the time I love the cuteness of toddlers--their adorable way of running or babbling, their cute little faces, their smooth, white little bodies--but not at 4:00 a.m.
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