The Insomniac
"What you lookin' at me for?"
Oh, I don't know, maybe because you didn't go to sleep until TWO AM last night.
"Well that just means you're not listening to my cries and squirms good enough."
Well maybe that's because I don't know what you want!
Last night was a rough one.
So was the night before.
Amelia has been bizarre the past couple of days and I'm having the hardest time figuring out what's going on. She's eating every hour and a half to two hours when she normally eats every three in the day and four at night. She's fighting sleep, squirming like never before, drooling, and puking her guts out. Case in point:
I feel so bad for her, but I have no idea what she wants. Maybe she's growing? Teething? Baby-ing? Saying no to a food I eat? I just don't know.
But hey, at least she's cute!
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