Friday 2:23 PM

Sarah and her spawn (I have to quit using that word.  I know she’ll find out) baby are at the hospital at some Mommy group.  I think Sarah will be the only one to show up.  The rest of the babies are probably afraid of Lilah.

I have an hour of peace and quiet.  I’m alone.  I can actually hear the birds in the trees.  They seem to disappear when Lilah is around.  In a minute I’m going to search her room and find the wand.  You know, the magic one.  I know it’s up there somewhere.  I figure if I can get hold of  it I can destroy it.

I found pizza crumbs in her bassinet this morning.  It must mean something.  I’m too tired now to figure out what.  I did look up sleep deprivation.  Sleep is so important to our overall health that total sleep deprivation has proved  to be fatal: lab rats denied the chance to rest die within two to three weeks.  Insufficient rest can also cause people to have hallucinations. This means something but I’m not sure what.

I keep wondering what her plans are for me. She’s locked the filing cabinet so I can’t get in.  I know her hitlist is in there.

I checked her bookcase.  You should see the books she’s reading.  She seems to have a lot of books by a Mother other than her own, last name of Goose.    What a STRANGE NAME.  i’D CHANGE IT IF IT WERE ME.  oH, MY CAPS lock mysteriously turns itself on and off.   So many strange things happening.  I must keep my guard up.  She has another book called “Rosemary’s Baby”.  Who is Rosemary?  I must find out.

Oh, and when I do sleep for a few minutes the nightmares hit.  I dreamed that hell was playing the game Candyland for eternity.  I must right write a note to myself.  Never buy that game for Lilah.  I had another nightmare.  I dream I’m Kate Gosselin ( you know, that  TV reality show with the mom who has twins and sextuplets).. I dreamed there were 6 of Lilah.

I have to go pick them up at the hospital now.  I’d better hurry.  I don’t think Lilah likes tardiness.

update  2:01 AM

The only sound I can hear is that blood curdling scream.  I changed her diaper. I fed her a bottle (freshly pumped).  I burped her.  Proof of burping on my shirt.  I even sang her a lullaby.  Maybe that’s what made her scream.
I’m running out of options.  I guess we’ll watch a movie.  I hope she picks something I like.

My eyes are closing NEED SLEEP……………..

The proof is in the photo.  She’s wearing black and look at the strange sign on her shirt.  Memo: find out about the sign.

 

 

I think I just need some PEACE!!!!!

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