From the time she was born Irene has been a bad sleeper. Henry will wake up and lay in bed enjoying the quiet. He actually sleeps too. Irene hates to sleep. She gets mad when you put her to bed, anything wakes her, and she doesn't sleep for long. Right now she is crying because the dogs went crazy barking and woke her up. But will she go back to sleep like Henry? NO! There are days that by the time she goes to bed I am almost nuts with having listened to her scream and whine. Don't get me wrong...I love the stinker but she is sooooo over the top with everything. You can't look at her wrong or she is having a fit. I feel like I never get a minute to myself. And there is no letting her "cry it out." That only makes her scream...really scream, like "these people are killing me" scream.
She is a super funny girl and she knows how to cute it up but geez kid...stop with the DIVA attitude.
In all honesty our current housing situation is adding a lot to my frayed nerves. It is hard to do anything here when she is awake and since she doesn't sleep much...Well I can't get things done. Showering has become a nightmare and I NEED my shower. Gotta have it. Get really upset without it. It is a strange hold-over from the post-partum depression. So if I shower while she naps (or what I call a nip since it is so short) then I don't get any time to do other things. I am losing my mind. I wanted to banish my mother the other day for waking her up. Please don't move people! Don't even breath.
Her crying wakes Henry and then neither gets a good nap. So instead of just having a cranky Roo I also have a bratty Henry. And since I know this is how the day is heading I start getting edgy cause I know there will be no shower, no quiet, no easily made dinner. No it's going to be a hellish afternoon and evening and I am already in anxiety over it. AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
-thanks for letting me vent.
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