
What an awful day today yesterday was & it was only 2pm. Let’s see… where should I start?
First of all, my little boy that has consistently been sleeping for 12-13 hours got up at 5am. Yes, I know that I should not be complaining… but I am. I’m used to getting up between 7-7:30am & 5am is brutal. There I said it, brutal.
Next, my little boy that is usually a perfect little angel (seriously, he’s so good) has been Mr. Crankypants. I don’t know if he is teething (I don’t feel anything) or what, but it’s rough. He hasn’t even been smiling like he used to. Nothing seems to make him happy right now & this is a change. A rough change that sort of makes me feel like I’m doing something wrong.
Then there’s the fact that he hasn’t wanted to nap. He’s cranky & won’t nap, which means that I am doing whatever the hell I can to try to entertain him… It’s not working. He’s wearing me out.
Finally around 1:30pm I decided to eat lunch. Starving, I tell you. I decided to have a turkey wrap. I made it, it looked great, then I put it in my mouth. Bad idea. Bad. The stupid tortilla I bought was multi-grain, which meant that there were HUGE pieces of rye in the damn tortilla. & I hate rye. Like really hate it. I spit out what was in my mouth & ate chips. Nutritious & healthy, I know.
Then, as if my day couldn’t be more annoying, my husband talked to me about not spending so much money. I get bored at home & me & Monkey are always running errands. Of course I buy something each time that we really don’t need. Being a stay at home mom is expensive, I guess. Anyways, he wants me to stop spending so much. OK, fine.
The final straw was when I remembered that I put our dog on our bed & I was in the kitchen. He’s small so I didn’t want him to jump off the bed. I ran from the kitchen to our bedroom, which is all tile floor. I was wearing socks because it’s chilly in Houston. I couldn’t break from my run to turn into our room & yep, you guessed it… I fell on my ass. Well, actually on my right side. It was that or running into the wall… Can’t figure out which would have been worse.
Tarzan rushed in & took off my slippery socks & put those stupid looking hospital socks with grips on the bottom on my feet so that I don’t fall anymore.
Yep, it was only 2pm & that was my day so far. Can I just say that I can’t wait for 6pm (bath time) to come & for a bottle of wine to be consumed.
Here’s hoping your day was better than mine.
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Jane, a lot of my friends are going through this. Apparently there's something called 4 month sleep regression, and my friends who have 4 month olds are literally experiencing exactly what you're going through. Perhaps it's some sort of growth spurt but it sounds like it sucks.
Me on the other hand..my little guy doesn't sleep well at all, so if there's such a thing as 4 month sleep regression for him I am just screwed LOL!
Here's hoping he gets back to normal soon!
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