Sitting here in a crappy hotel room in Las Vegas – again. Not sure how I keep ending up in this hellhole, but I’m thinking it just might finally be my last visit ever. The only reason I am here […]
Sitting here in a crappy hotel room in Las Vegas – again.
Not sure how I keep ending up in this hellhole, but I’m thinking it just might finally be my last visit ever.
The only reason I am here now is that Stacia’s dad Gordon and step-mom Louise are in from Oahu for vacation. It’s been great to see them and get them to meet Ava Kalea too. Just by ‘coincidence’, Stacia’s ‘besties’ were in town too and while it was good to see them, for some reason, the breastfeeding mom of a 5 month old in a strange hotel decided that she needed to go clubbing with her friends until past 2:30am on Saturday night.
Meanwhile, Ava screamed. And she screamed. And she screamed. She would not take formula. She missed her mommy. She missed her bed. And she screamed.
I took her for walks around the block for over an hour. We got back. She was asleep. For a short time. Then she woke and screamed again – waking hotel neighbors and eventually causing people to start knocking on our door and telling us to shut up.
She went to sleep again, waking screaming about about 2:30am. I who had been up since 4:05 in the morning, driving for work and then driving to Vegas, then listening to the screaming baby dragged my tired and crabby ass out of a warm bed to get the screaming Ava Kalea back into the car seat for more walks around the block.
I was so pissed that Stacia would not even bother to call to see how Ava was doing – and even more pissed that she’d stay out until past 2:30 in the morning. I was so pissed, that on the way out the door, I told Makaya that if his mom did not show up before 4am, she could meet us back in San Diego.
I’m still pissed at Stacia for her lack of consideration for Ava, Makaya, myself and all the hotel guests that Ava kept up while screaming for comfort. She had the nerve to ‘apologize’ to me by saying ‘I’m sorry that YOU had a difficult time last night’. I knew that she was just trying to bait me, so I just did not even say a thing.
If Stacia still wants to put clubbing with her ‘besties’ over taking care of our baby, I have made a grave mistake … I just don’t think it is right for a mom of a 5 month old to be out past 2:30 in the morning with her friends instead of taking care of her baby. I don’t understand why she would do that at all – with absolute zero concern for anyone else.
Then to apologize for ME having a tough time ……
This could be the beginning of the end. I don’t put up with this BULLSHIT!