I'm so angry right now.
I just put you to bed, but don't worry I'm not angry at you. I'm angry at daddy.
You woke up crying and daddy went to get check up on you. Whenever you wake up crying I'm always awake too (because I'm a light sleeper). After about 5 minutes and you didn't stop crying daddy yelled into the baby monitor, "Steph, can you come here?!" This is what I hate about being a mom. They always think that we have the answer to everything. I yelled back, "Why do you always call for me?!" Then he basically said, "There's something wrong with him [you]!" Sure... every time he goes to get you there's always something wrong with you. I never call for daddy's help when I get you. Even if you are crying more than you were crying today.
When I went to your room daddy was holding you and he started swearing at me saying how f-ing stupid I was for saying stupid comments like that. I hate it when he swears in front of you. It terrifies me especially when you are just starting to expand your vocabulary. I told daddy to stop it and to not swear. He said that I should stop talking and he would shut up. He then left the room and left me to deal with you. What a jerk! Yes, you were coughing a bit (sign of another cold?), but you just happened to wake up. It's nothing that we haven't dealt with before. I mean, I'm not a doctor. All I can do is calm you down and put you back to bed.
There is one thing that I will say out of this whole drama- think about the person that you want to marry. I always regret not marrying a Christian. Daddy always told me that he would go to church, be the leader of the family, blah blah blah, but it was all a lie. I know he loves you very much. That I know is true, but that is one regret I have in life.
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