-G is going through the 4 month sleep regression a little early and it’s fucking awful. Even worse than the chemical burn i gave myself trying to fix the dishwasher
(Wtf? Covered in lye or something?)
and the napkin gloves I had to fashion in order to safely comfort the baby as he screamed for no reason
Worse than typing with my elbow
>= the “Glasgow smile” he gave himself with the jagged edge (I’m presuming) of one of his coke nails
about on par with G *vomiting into J’s mouth* which is a thing that actually happened















