What a week, two nights ago the baby woke up every two hours and after a night like that I can’t function during the day. My whole life I’ve had people naysaying everything that goes on like, “two hours is plenty of sleep” or whatever stupid argument they want to make for the sole purpose of being disagreeable. Now that voice is always in my head saying what I do will never be good enough. That is something I plan to save my kids from, I congratulate them on baby steps and encourage them to keep going. I’m not writing these things to get some sort of award or to say woe is me, it’s just my life and I’m thinking about it. I know what hard work is and can evaluate something as hard without it being the hardest thing humanity has ever seen. That’s how people are, unless it’s the most extreme then they don’t want to hear it. On the podcast I went over the story of the guy with a purple heart saying he has no room to complain because people lost limbs and I bet the people that lost limbs say they can’t complaint because people lost their lives. The attitude is a race to the bottom and the only winners are dead, I hate the way of thinking because it’s not progressing towards anything, the person wants to be a speed bump in the conversation. Waking up every two hours is interrupted sleep, we don’t need a PhD to be able to say that. When I don’t get enough sleep I get cranky and as naturally aggressive person will break everything around me if the world around wants chooses my low point to pick a fight.
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