I’m so tired.

Why won’t you stop screaming?

I’m so tired.

I wonder what is happening in the middle east right now.

Oh good, she stopped screaming. Fuck, she pooped.

FUCK THERE’S POOP EVERYWHERE WHY DIDN’T I TURN ON THE BIG LIGHT

I’m so tired.

I hate Hollywood so much. We should move so we don’t have to raise a teenage girl in LA.

Stop screaming!

There’s poop on my arm. Oh well. It’s not like I’ll ever be clean EVER AGAIN IN MY LIFE.

We’re never having another kid.

My back hurts. My boobs hurt. My feet hurt. I’m tired.

I’m pretty sure that shadow just moved on it’s own. ZOMG we aren’t alone in this room.

How am I a mother and I’m still afraid of the dark? This is impossible. I fail at life.

She fell asleep!

I love her.

Let’s have 6 more.

What a sweetie.

Awww. I feel like the Grinch; my heart will burst with love!

Ok, I’m staring like a creeper. I’ll sneak out now.

FUCK THE SQUEAKY DOOR I HATE THIS FUCKING DOOR.

She’s screaming again.

***Repeat from top.***