I'm currently writing this at 2am. While trying to get my daughter accustomed to sleeping in her crib instead of my bed.

So I put her down very drowsy and give her the paci. I wait until she stops moving so I dont have to get up if she does flail around to wake herself up, when I turn around to walk away. My.toes.crack. APPARENTLY loud enough to wake my child up out of the slumber she was in

I swear..... I get her back to sleep. I go to turn around again and crack...yup my toes cracking again. Guess who woke up. Rhea sure did. So round 2. Putting her to sleep. Achieved. Moving away from the crib is my next mission. I kid you not...I kept my eyes on her and slowly lowered myself to the floor and crawled over to my bed.

So I'm crawling on my hands and knees over to my bed and I hear her move to get a bit more comfortable, turn my head to her to make sure shes not waking up and WHAM head to dresser, me letting out the biggest FUCK of the night....she doesnt wake up. Yup she wakes up to my toes cracking but me concussing myself off a dresser I dont hear a peep.

So after like 2 mins of watching little floaties fly around in my vision. I get up off the floor and get into bed. I need a glass of wine and a head rub after that. 😑