Consistency? Whatever.

Ugh. I'm no longer going to post hopeful blog entries about our progress w/Layla. Every time I do, I jinx it and crap hits the fan w/her. Last night, and the night before, for that matter, were awful. Layla's newest thing, falling asleep before her last feeding of the night (yes, we'd normally wake her for her feeding but she gets so fuming mad when we do that it's just not worth it). So, she's up for her "final" night feeding at about 10:30 or 11:00, just when I'm into a deep sleep. Then, she's up at 2:00 a.m., and decides she doesn't want to sleep anymore for the night. I get so mad and frustrated, and the sad part is, I really don't think it's her fault. I think she's got tummy troubles again and have called the dr today yet again to see if there's ANYTHING we can do. We were out at 4:00 a.m. driving around aimlessly today... hoping, wishing that she'd fall asleep. She screamed for most of it, fell asleep and as soon as I got her back into the house, she was up and yelling at me again.

Right now, she's in her Moses basket sleeping on top of the stove. Yes, on top of the stove. She likes the sound of the fan. And there it is... her uncomfortable cry... Now she'll be up for hours, screaming, crying, kicking, and will then sleep for 1 hour tops. Then it all starts again... at 4:00, her SUPER fussy, never ending scream time starts. Just in time for dad to come home. So, not only am I stressed, he's stressed and doesn't even have a chance to wind down for the day. He tries his tricks, I try, he tries again, blah blah blah. We give her baths just to distract her from whatever it is she's crying from.

My eyes are burning out of my head, I have cabin fever like you wouldn't believe, look like hell, want to clean the house from top to bottom, have a poor sad dog that doesn't understand what the hell is going on, and can't stop thinking about being on the beach in JAMAICA w/ a stiff drink. ALONE.

Serenity now.