3 days consecutively I am awoken by dyaa and emir marathon of cries, inconsolable screams leading to a very frustrated angry and tired me between 11 to 6.
I squeeze their little bodies with a hug just to avoid myself from smacking them there in the middle of the night.
Thoughts of just leaving them to cry it out while I picture myself storming out of the room is still there.
Instead I plead for their dad to soothe them while I shut my eyes and punching everything in my brain.
I think this is borderline dangerous. Help.
Then in the morning we all wake up very tralalala. I don't understand.
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