Olivia decided sleep was for pussies last night. She cried. Just laid in her bed eyes wide open. Babbled. Cried for me. Hysterically cried if I tried to leave. For FOUR HOURS. I got 2 hours of sleep?
Luckily, Mr. Ho let me sleep in this morning. He came in the room and asked if I knew what time it was. I thought maybe 930? No. 11 freaken 30! I couldn't believe it. But I don't feel rested at all. And irritable.
Scenes like last night remind me how impatient I can be. It just pissed me off that she wasn't sleeping. And I wasn't very nice about it either.
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