it’s so dark and dreary outside, yet still i’ve got my windows and doors flung open to it. because sometimes you can’t get the fresh air moving without letting in some of the gloom.
the baby is being completely unreasonable. crying and crying and crying and crying and crying. all i can think about right now is how good it would feel to swan dive off a big rock into the ocean… staying under the green water until my lungs felt like they were going to burst, then breaking through the surface at the last possible moment and greedily overdosing on the air.
I threw his pacifier at the wall. because it was better that than the baby monitor. I think it fell behind a dresser somewhere. i don’t know. i can’t be bothered to go look for it. it’s useless anyways.
his ears are like little cinnamon rolls.