I feel fidgety, which can usually be resolved with some brain vomiting through writing.
The last two nights have been hellish. K has four canines coming in all at once, and as a result she ended up getting a cold. Two nights ago she was up often crying inconsolably. Last night she was a snotty mess, waking up every ten to twenty minutes because she couldn’t breathe and was uncomfortable. I tried propping her up with a blanket under her mattress, then I tried a pillow. I had the humidifier on, but that seem fairly ineffective. I don’t think I’ve had two hours of solid sleep in the last 48 hours. Tired is an understatement.
My previous post took two days to write, and I’m still not satisfied with it. I feel like I could do more to make it more concise, but my eagerness to post had me say “good enough.” Which is kind of silly considering the whole thing is about word choice, and I really could have done more to it. Well whatever. I wanted to get it up before it was internet old.
My brain is so tired.
Yesterday we took the kids to a new park, and we ran into a group of mean girls. Husband said it is good practice to shut those kids down, but I wish I didn’t have to be the one telling other kids how to behave. One girl plowed over O as O was attempting to go down a slide. That same girl also tried to bar O from going into a certain area. And that same girl, along with another girl, tried to push K out of that area when she wandered into it. The little meanie tried to tell me she was trying to stop K from eating the wood chips, and I said told her K doesn’t eat wood chips. You little lying… She tried so hard to give me that innocent look, which looked very practiced. Her dad just sat there the whole time. Didn’t bother to get involved. I know he saw me interacting with his child and I’m pretty sure I had my bitch face on. I just don’t understand how you can let your child get away with being a little shit.
Don’t get me wrong, I know kids test boundaries and they try to figure out their hierarchy in the world, but it is unacceptable to let your child push around someone who is younger and unable to defend themselves. I always try my best to be polite in my assertiveness, but that I will not let that shit fly. Not with my kids, and certainly not with other kids targeting my kids. There’s enough cruelty in the world, and I’ll be damned if I let those little butts mess with my kids.
Enough rambling. I need to get some shit done, and really I just don’t have the energy to do much of anything other than sleep.