PARTY ALL THE TIME: THE SEQUEL

“My girl wants to party all the time, party all the time...”

I'm really starting to hate this song...

This is the exact same story as the original.  I thought I was having deja vu.  Everything was the same except the party started earlier, and it lasted longer. And there was a lot more crying.  Not from her... but from me.

6:30am comes awfully quick after a party night.  You are still in that dream state not really knowing what's a dream, and what's reality.  My wife nurses her so luckily I have a moment or two to try to get a handle on what's going on.  But after eating, Ellie is not wanting to go back to bed.  Even after her barely sleeping, she's roaring and ready for the day to start.  I, on the other hand, am not so eager.  My wife goes to leave for work and I look at her with my eyes saying, “you're going to leave me here, alone, with her?”  But she leaves anyways.  So I sit there, alone and scared.  I decide I really need to man up here and just deal with this.  I have to tackle this head on.  This is all part of being an at-home parent, right?  So I call my mom. “Mooommm, I'm so tired, I barely slept last night, I can't think, can I come over, I just need an hour of sleep, could you feed her breakfast, I'm on my way now, pleeeease.”  Luckily, she agrees.

When I arrive, I realize I have forgotten everything.  The milk, the formula, the bottles, the diapers, the cereal... EVERYTHING.  I even had to check to see if I remembered the baby.  I really need to have her food, though.  Or do I?  She doesn't really need to eat, right?  Yes, I suppose she does.  I'm already here.  What do I do?  Do I go back home?  Do I go to the store?  Why can't she eat real food yet?  I sit there and think about all my possibilities.  Which are few.  And as tempting as it is, not feeding her really isn't an option.  Even though it would really help me out right now.  So I head to the nearest open retailer to get her cereal and head back to my mom's.  I go upstairs, collapse on the bed and PASS OUT.

And my dearest sweet little Ellie... What does she do?  She peacefully drifts off to sleep lying in her grandma's arms. Well isn't that just precious.