It’s 7am. I am half dressed, have already been spit-upon twice… no, three times this morning, Niamh woke up several times again last night, and I made the mistake of weighing myself this morning. Yesterday was the day I didn’t get out of my pyjamas until 5pm. (I knew there’d eventually be one of those – one could wonder why I bothered changing at all once it got that late – I certainly do!) This ‘4-month sleep regression’, if that is what it is, is kicking my butt. Tell me, how is it fair to regress from something you were never actually any good at? I was just starting to think maybe I was doing okay, even though Niamh was mostly still getting up twice a night. I was starting to handle it. Now? Not so much.
All of that, though, is not the main cause of this morning’s irritation. This is the big one…
A BIRD HAS STOLEN THE FIRST RIPENED STRAWBERRY FROM MY GARDEN!
Buggeration, that just really ticks me off. Now I have to go and find nets or something to put over the plants. What’s really annoying is the darn bird didn’t even bother to finish the fruit – it left a manky chewed up half-a-berry still hanging off the plant. I had planned on letting Finn pick that strawberry today. Lucky I didn’t tell him about it, hey?
Oh, Melanie! I can certainly relate – I stopped planting lilies because as soon as it started blooming a farking squirrel or rabbit would come and chew off the flower and all I would be left with was a stem sticking out. Mother Nature can be so frustrating some times, can’t She?
Happy birthday – I am sorry I missed it! I love the bling you picked out for yourself!
Aw, poor strawberry! I bet there will be plenty more tho. Hang in there with the sleep thing – my son still doesn’t sleep through the night very often….and he’s two ๐
Shame about the strawberry, Mel. Can you imagine if you had a whole orchard to cover like the apple orchards around here. It looks weird to see whole orchards covered in mesh to keep the birds away.
Meanwhile, I have my own issues with birds: a magpie swooped me yesterday and there’s this other noisy bird that wakes me up at 5.00am or earlier with the most awful bird “song” ever heard. Still, I think I’d rather that than a crying baby. Hope Niamh settles down soon. Sleep deprivation is the pits. Hang in there.
Bad bird!!!! Bad, bad, bird! That was Finn’s berry! So sorry, I know it is disappointing to see a berry like that and have plans for it. Cute plans too. Hopefully, Finn will get the next one!