WARNING ANGRY RANT TIME.
I am currently filled with boiling rage, I was talking to some friends not long ago, and I mentioned that I didn’t get to bed last night until 3.50am because the little one was up half the night.
She had been down for a while and woke up wanting a bottle, and she’s been teething, her back teeth are coming in. Now anyone (who apparently isn’t me, because mine came in with no problem at all) who have had their wisdom teeth coming in knows just how painful that can be.
Now imagine what that must be like to be one year old, not having any idea what’s going on or why you suddenly have stabbing pain in your mouth.
Now that is going to cause a few sleepless nights.
So queue these people telling me that I have to get her into a proper sleeping routine and that if she is screaming at the top of her lungs in the middle of the night just to ignore her.
Yeah, that’s not going to happen. I am not going to leave my daughter to scream when picking her up and holding her will stop her crying.
Now it may not surprise you to know that neither of them are parents, they haven’t gone through this, they don’t know how hard it is to hear your child in pain, and even the thought of leaving them to suffer can cut into your heart.
Now all of that I can ignore and brush off, they don’t have a clue what they are talking about so I can let that slide, I can stifle my annoyance.
What I can’t let go is the suggestion that because I’m tired that I am going to hurt my daughter.
They said that I am overtired (which, at the moment, I am not) and made the suggestion in the form of a “What If” (which is the same fucking thing as suggesting that I’ll do it) that I will end up doing something to hurt my child.
Anyone who knows anything about me knows that that is nowhere in me. There is no way on this earth, in this reality, in any way shape or form could I ever do that, and even the suggestion of it has filled me with rage.
It feels like they have taken a red-hot knife and plunged it into my heart to my very core.
This is crossing the line so badly that I found myself shaking with rage, and then they tried to justify what they said and that I was overreacting.
I don’t care what you think, you suggest in any way that I am going to hurt my daughter I’m going to get angry, and I am not overreacting.
That is crossing the line.
Never, NEVER, suggest to anyone who has kids that they will hurt them.
And do not tell them that they are overreacting when they get angry at you for suggesting it.