Please Lord, let my child sleep through the night.
The other night when we were up with a crying child at 3:30 a.m. I decided no biological children for us. I’m just too selfish. I’m being honest here folks. I like my sleep. I function at 1/2 capacity most days and that is with a good 8 hours of sleep. I can’t imagine having to be up every 2 hours to feed a baby. And don’t give me that, “oh, it’s different when it’s your own baby” thing. I’ve been up in the middle of the night with my own child every night the past 3 nights and I’m here to tell you I would much rather be sleeping.
Last night we put the boy in the bed and he had no fever. He was fine all day long. No fever at all. 11:30 he wakes up crying with a fever of 104 again. What the hell? An hour later, a near divorce, Motrin, and Tylenol child was sleeping. Or mostly sleeping. 3:30 he wakes up again. He had rocked himself down to the end of the crib and woke up coughing. He was rocking pretty hard and whacked his head on the side of the crib. Of course the trusty husband was to the rescue at the 3:30 wake up.
And please, don’t send me hate male saying that you’re up with your kid every night. I know I’m lucky to have a child that sleeps through the night. This is why I’m bitching.
All of this is just getting old. I want my child to be better.