Babies on the Brain

I could've punched the bvtch

Today I was at my MIL's house & she must have been telling her assistant about Kate waking up every 1-2 hours during the night.  After MIL left, her assistant came upstairs to chat.  I wasn't looking for advice, but I got it.

First she told me I need to start feeding her table food so that she'll sleep longer.  Um, no, the specialist said to just start cereal & see how that goes for a while.  Her tummy is sensitive, moron.

Then she asked why I haven't demanded further testing.  What if there's something really wrong with her & you haven't had her tested?  Shut up.

Then she started saying how it must be really hard to get up that often at night with her.  Um, yeah.  By now Kate had been in the exersaucer for 15 minutes playing quietly & was bored.  She started to fuss, so I picked her up.  The woman gasps & yells, "Oh, Shelby!  Why did you pick her up?  Let her fuss!  Oh, I don't feel sorry for you at all anymore.  You made her this way!" 

I looked the bvtch square in the eye, and said, "I didn't ASK for your advice." and left.  I can't remember the last time I was so mad.  Super Angry

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