She's still popping off since I posted. Allison, you dumb fucking bitch, you can't "set limits" with a baby. You literally can't. Their brains aren't developed. They're basically stupid cave people until they hit school years and even then it's pretty iffy. People with well behaved kids just got lucky, or they beat the shit out of them. Classic hag move, thinking there's a magic no noise button on young humans and mom is just being a bitch by not pressing it. You can not control anyone but yourself, least of all children, least of the least of all, other people's children. So why bother?
> I could be unemployed and still need to live without constant pounding on my ceiling, my job is only part of it
THEN MOVE. Jesus fucking christ the entitlement. Get a pair of noise canceling headphones. This woman probably doesn't have many options. If you don't like having upstairs neighbors use some of those youtube fun bucks and live somewhere that is 1 story. Move in with Phelan. You don't get to tell someone to put rugs down in THEIR FLOOR not YOUR CEILING or control their tiny human with limited brain capacity.
And I will bet ANYTHING that this woman's mean letter to Lupa was less an unprovoked diatribe about Lupa's job not being important, but it being less important then whatever she does. Which we all know is 100% true. This woman has to wake up, care for her kid, get it and herself ready, and probably leave the house to go to a real job making slave wages for 8-10 hours a day. Shit's tough for single moms and it sounds like this one works nights or something. That is way fucking harder then Lupa's life of wake up whenever, have people donate a pittance to me to make Baywatch videos with no set upload schedule (aka whenever she fucking wants), scratch my ass, tweet all day, and order delivery because I'm too lazy to cook and privileged enough to afford it. Give me a fucking break Lupa, you have it easy.