I am having one of those mornings. The ones where you just want to pull your hair out.
So.. I was in bed close to 1am. I NEVER go to bed that late.
Of course, this is the day that Bennett decides he is going to get up at 4am. He cried, I fed him, he cried and I comforted him, he cried some more. Ugh.
He did manage to fall back to sleep for a little bit, but since he's been awake.... it's been nothing but fuss and crank all morning. I don't know what to do.
Needless to say I'm tired. And I guess I am just in a complaining mood. I'm sorry, I know it's really not that bad. I have a lot to be grateful for and I shouldn't let a temper tantrum get on my nerves so much. It's just that when you're tired, the last thing you want to hear is a screaming baby. Ya know?