November 29, 2005

If only naming it were half the battle

I have learned that Sam is a hypervocalizing cat. We have long suspected that Sam and Twitch have some sort of Oriental breed in their mix, so I guess that makes them prone to being noisy.

Seems like not letting them nap in the evening and playing with them seems to help. Who knew?

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November 17, 2005

Sheepish Grin

Well, there's nothing the gods like better than to make you look like an overreacting lunatic.

Last night there was no baby waking and no cat meowing and am I ever in a good mood today. I did wake up a couple of times in the night, but like a normal person, I just flipped over and went back to sleep.

We left our bedroom door open last night. I don't know if that made a difference, or the cats just took a break, but I don't really care. I'll take it.

I feel a bit silly for all the expletives I subjected you to yesterday, but oh well, I'm sure you can take it. Just shows the difference a good sleep can make on your outlook.

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November 16, 2005

That Darned Cat (or If You Don't Shut Up Already and Let Me Sleep I am Going to Throw You Off the Fucking Balcony!)

In the last year I have had 3 nights of uninterrupted sleep. THREE NIGHTS!!! Oh again with the drama, you say. But no, I am serious, seriously. Toward the end of my pregnancy I woke up from pain in my hips, being too hot and having to pee every night but two and then since having the baby I have had to nurse him in the night every night but one (he slept through the night after his 2 month immunizations, so did I - BLISS).

But wait, you're thinking, he just started sleeping through the night, surely you have been treated to nights of divine slumber by now. No. NO. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. Every single night I have been jolted awake by awful, evil meowing - specially designed by my cats to wake me and the baby and not Steve. So far about half of the time it wakes the baby - which is a fucking nightmare. (By the way, if swearing bothers you, you may want to skip over this post cause I am pissed off and I may resort to saying fuck - A LOT.) Of course if it wakes me and not the baby, I lie there and get increasingly worked up as I strain to hear if Liam is waking up and praying that he won't. I also pray to the gods that they will hit the god damned cat with a lightning bolt already, but they are still waiting for the blood sacrifice I promised and my prayers go unanswered. If the cats keep it up, they may just get it.

Last night before I went to bed I made sure the cats had lots of food and water and hoped for the best, but no. First I was woken up by Liam at 1:30am and I am assuming it was the cats - I have no proof, but we'll go with that. Then at 5am they start up and I listen to Liam starting to stir, making noises and moving around. He didn't wake up and the last time I looked at the clock it was 6 am, so I probably fell back to sleep shortly after 6. I ended up in tears in the morning telling Steve that I can't take it anymore. We need to come up with some sort of plan to make it stop cause I AM GOING CRAZY AND I AM SORRY I WILL ALLOW MY SON TO MAKE ME CRAZY BUT NOT MY CATS. I don't know what to do, he doesn't know what to do, but I don't care I want him to fix it but he doesn't seem to understand how absolutely fucking horrible this is for me. I said I was pissed off and sleep deprived - nowhere did I say that I was thinking rationally.

Knowing that I could now be getting sleep cause Liam is sleeping, only to have that taken away by the cats is, I think, the HARDEST KICK IN THE CROTCH I HAVE EVER GOTTEN. Steve said to go see what the cat wants - actually he said go pet him. WTF!?! I am not getting up in the middle of the night every night to pet the cats. You get up and pet the cats - I feed the fucking baby. Also I worry that if I start going downstairs when they meow to shut them up that they will do it more because they are getting attention and I think that either they want attention or they want outside. They are indoor cats, but they seem to really want to go outside. Right now letting them be outdoor cats sounds really good to me.

So, there is the lasest chapter to my never-ending stupid sleep saga that I hate and just want someone to make it stop. Any suggestions? Anyone want a couple of cats? They are very well behaved - honest.

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