@aspiringmama: Toddler for sale. Cute, full of spunk, and apparently nocturnal. Would be perfect for an adoptive vampire family. Or someone in Australia.
It’s 12:30 and Buttercup is finally passed out in my mother’s bed.
My brain is fried. My nerves are shot. A bottle of wine and a straw would be nice.
Her being wide awake and wired so late tonight was all my fault for getting her down for a late nap and then passing out with her. We both crawled out of bed around 6 p.m., and well, it all kinda went downhill from there. I spent an hour and a half in her bed and the princess sleeping bag on her floor trying to get her to sleep, people. By the time I finally gave up, Buttercup proudly pranced out of her room because she totally knew she won this round.
On the plus side? She got to kiss The Daddy good-bye and tell him to be safe at work before he left for the night. On the not-so-plus side? It’s taken me 45 minutes to write this post because my brain is that scrambled.
I have an article I was supposed to write tonight for Bookieboo, but am thinking it’s in everyone’s best interest if I wait till the morning when I’ve recovered a bit. Writing anything more involved than a 200 word bitch-fest about how my kid only turns nocturnal when I have a deadline would just be a sad little exercise in futility.
I like the way you write.
Sadly I have too much testosterone to be talking about losing baby f(ph)at, and my partner was not able to have children herself.
Righto…I’m in Australia…send her on over!!
She’s on the next flight out. LOL.