Monday, May 30, 2011

Outta the Mouths of Babes

Hearing my baby cry does not tug at my heart strings.

No, it annoys the ever loving crap out of me, and I just want it to stop. I find little else as grating as her cries.

Logically, I know she too is frustrated/hurt/in need of something and is doing her best to communicate it with me. Emotionally, I'd rather she keep it to herself until she can use her words or show me what's going on.

And, why, when babies are obviously tired, do they cry about it? Why not just go to sleep, for the love of all that is good in the 'verse?

(This post implies that I have not thoroughly enjoyed my 3 day weekend, but nothing could be farther from the truth; I just haven't enjoyed the last 2 hours of it.)

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