Before I get to the why let me set this up.
Last week there was an argument because we weren’t leaving
right at 7:30 to take Baby C to the daycare like L wanted to. I wouldn’t apologize and reminded L that I
was doing her a favor and if it is so important to her that C get to the
daycare at a specific time then she can walk.
Needless to say, that didn’t go over very well and she refused to see it
that way – she saw it as me not caring or trying and that I just need to adjust
when I get out of bed so I can be on the schedule she wants.
Last night, or I should say this morning as it was 2:30 am,
Baby C started crying and L gave her a bottle (didn’t work) – turned on the
Disney Channel (didn’t work) so she just let her cry. At about 3:00 I had had enough so I got up
and went in there and picked up C. L
said she didn’t know what she wanted and just wanted to sleep. I took the baby into my room; we snuggled in
bed for a bit, she looked out the window, had the rest of her bottle, and
played with the blankets. She just wasn’t
tired and wanted to be with someone.
After about 45 min of this I took her back into her room and put her in
her crib. She cried for about 30
seconds, realized I wasn’t going to come back in, and went to sleep.
It was now almost 4 and my alarm goes off at 5:30. I honestly contemplated just getting up and
doing something but knew I would be way too tired later in the day so I went
back to sleep. Somehow, I turned my
alarm off instead of hitting snooze and overslept until 7:30 (refer back up to
the first paragraph!!) I ran into Land C’s
room and told her I overslept and she needed to get up. At 7:42 the following conversation took
place:
L: It’s 7:42
and if I walk her to the daycare she will still miss breakfast.
Me: What do you
want me to say – I overslept.
L: She still
needs to go to daycare – why didn’t you get up
Me: Maybe it’s
because . .
L: (interrupting)
you did it on purpose!
Me: No – I was
going to say because I was up with your daughter in the middle of the night
L: Just give
me the keys and I’ll get her to the daycare
Me: You’re not
driving my car
L: It’s only ½
a mile away nothing’s going to happen
Me: You’re not
driving my car
L: What do
you think is going to happen? I’m not
drunk
Me: You’re not
driving my car.
L: (walking
out of the room and talking to C) I guess you don’t get to have breakfast
Told you – Big Ones!! I’m
still shaking my head that she had the nerve/balls to ask me to drive my car.
Baby C had yogurt and Cereal at home in case you were worried
she didn’t get breakfast. J
De
