Last night was miserable.
Chris woke up screaming after I FINALLY Managed to fall asleep. (I've been dealing with a bout of insomnia lately, so his scream session was especially annoying. Stupid teeth. Who needs them anyway, Chris?) After drugging, feeding, burping, rocking, playing, and finally giving up and letting him cry himself to sleep, Bean woke up crying. Lather, rinse, repeat.
Eeeexcellent.
Bean ended up in bed with me, sleeping sideways and kicking me all night (still.not.sleeping.) while Dim futzed on the computer for a few hours. He shooed her into her own bed at 4:45 and we sort of slept until Chris woke again at 7:30.
Ugh.
Lack of sleep is not good for anyone, but after two babies in two years I've learned to function on little to no sleep without managing to kill people. I'm not sunshine and unicorns, but I can usually manage to get through the day without losing my temper or peeing in someone's Cheerios. My husband, not so much. When he's grossly underslept, he's...what's the diplomatic term? A giant ass. My normally calm and decent husband becomes a snapping, snarling, growling, unapoligetically mean jerk. It's unbearable to be around him until he can sleep it off and become himself again.
The worst part of it is that he's completely unaware of his impossibility. He never realizes that he's being a jerk. Instead, the entire world magically becomes full of idiots and people determined to make his life miserable until he can sleep again. It's so frustrating because it's so different from his normal demeanor. And it's also frustrating that you can't tell him "Snap out of it. You're being kind of a jerk right now. Shake it off and try to behave like a normal human."
At least he's at the office now. His employees will have to deal with him.
I just hope they watch out for their Cheerios.
Posted by Jen at January 13, 2009 9:45 AM