11.50pm. (almost everyday.)
me: Enough now. ok. its sleepy time.
ms.S: naaaaaaaaai. ma. lights on.
(switches of light, lies down next to her for the 50th time)
me: ok lets do the ant story,
Approximately two Random stories, and 95 hours later without tossing, this tiny piece of stubborn flesh would not bat an eye, instead I fall asleep to random mumbles and rhymes. only to be woken up with a kick on my chest.
but yay the bugger has slept.
I am literally crying tears of joy while typing right now.
mom life sucks. but I am smiling n giggling currently. I think I will turn insane and die.
good almost morning night ya’ll.
