Monday, November 19, 2012

Dazed and Confused

I am too tired to write.

I know I said I wasn't going to give any more excuses for not writing, but I swear, this time it's different. See...I'm writing. Even though I'm so tired my brain is jello, I'm still stringing together letters to make words. Promise kept.

Alice is killing me. Slowly but surely. Autocorrect suggested surly instead, which may be appropriate too.

She's been having bad dreams. I suppose I would have patience for them if they were truly bad dreams, but I kind of feel they are merely less than stellar dreams. Correct me if I'm wrong, but your pink and purple heart Vans being tagless does not constitute a bad dream. It doesn't warrant crying and yet she was. Scream crying in the middle of the night because her shoes didn't have a tag. What tag? I don't have a clue what she's talking about. Yet, I was awake to ponder the thought.

I was awake to listen to the coughing, too. The rediculous coughing. Fifteen minutes of coughing, twenty minutes of rest. Ten minutes of coughing, fifteen minutes of rest. Ten more minutes of coughing, hour of rest. All freaking night long like this. I might have been more sympathetic and motherly if I wasn't already sleep deprived from the previous nights. All she got from me was "Go to the bathroom and get a drink of water, Alice." I vaguely remember telling her to get up and go play even though it was only five o'clock in the morning. Not exactly a shining moment in mom history.

Tonight I will sleep, damn it. I'm making Hatta buy Vicks Vapo-Rub as we speak, hopefully that will calm the coughing from her cold. I'm going to bed early. No Monday night football for me. Hell, I may even drug myself for a restful eight hours of sleep. As I tell a childless friend of mine, if you like sleeping don't ever, ever, ever, ever have kids.


  1. I feel ya honey! Sleep deprivation is a slow form of torture. I never feel as crazy as when I don't sleep for a few days. Hope that situation improves for you very soon!!

  2. I'm going to be whispering your advice in my sleeping husband's ear tonight. He's all "I want to have kids" and I'm so "I love to sleep!" Ugh. I wish you rest and lots of it.

  3. My little one has this sort of dreams whenever she sees "too exciting" cartoon or when a book is a bit too influential. I have this problem every once and a while and I do wish you strength! And hopefully u'll get some rest soon!

  4. Oh I'm so sorry you're not getting any sleep! Hopefully drugging yourself will work and if not you can always try it with Alice.... :-)