Son last night didn't sleep well, wake up crying. Remember up several times, days have been bright. I'm so sleepy sleepy! You know, last night I was on the Internet until eleven o'clock to sleep.
Now ten at night, son just went to bed. Dad is snore like thunder. Every day, only this time I can do something, but I'm tired and sleepy.
Damn urticaria again. "You see will be children, I had a rash, good uncomfortable."
"Hey! You have a look the child, my warm!" I said a few times dad, dad did not move.
"He didn't cry."
"Son of a strength in the pedal quilt!" I hastened to cover the quilt, is urticant, can not say uncomfortable.
The birth of a son I gained nearly thirty jins, old clothes can not wear. In winter I wore only a single shirt, born at home heating, from time to time or allergic.
Son has been crying, my father stormed past, hold up.
"Urine." Put the urine pad a throw, "you change it, urine pad also wet."
I don't know Dad where the gas. One day, I should want to see the children, cook, wash clothes... . dad wanted to burn heating, take firewood, fire, feed the dog... I have to cook, Dad would see the kids. His father, I want to have a look at the children. Anyway, two of them have a look son. Who also not idle. My body is not very good, in each case, like today, Dad's face up.
Just put down, son cried.
"What cry you cry, I embrace you cry." Dad just snappy beat son.
"You hit the child?!" I saw him play is the son of the shoulder and back, son is six months old.
"Give me the child to!"
His son is a bad mother not protect you, you are alright. I hold the child in the heart is full of guilt.
For Dad, I didn't say anything, to say it is a quarrel, is not a fight, he will never feel what is the problem. I just want to be with her son to leave, to put his son with a large.