Today I had the first real melt down of parenthood... Which I guess isn't that bad considering we are 8 1/2 months in. I don't count the post-birth hormonal weepy period. It wasn't what I would have expected. I think it's just because I'm so tired. I wasn't even having a bad day--the sun was shining, Alice was fine, but I just burst into tears and couldn't stop crying. Luckily I was at mom and dad's and they gave me bacon and took the baby.
You haven't slept in four months, your husband is out of town, the new dog still gets up in the middle of the night, but not of course when the baby is up, and your baby won't take a nap without an epic battle EVERY DAY? Here, have some bacon.
This was a surprisingly effective tactic.
The last few nights Alice has been waking up screaming about half hour after I put her to bed. I was so done tonight that I just brought her out to sleep on my lap while I watched TV (!!) and then brought her to bed with me. Pretty sure I'm creating a sleep monster and that I've managed to undo all our hard earned no-cry training in one fell swoop. And I'm not sure I even care. This is what January does to me. Bad attitude all over the place. It's like the Monday of the whole year. Luckily it's over in only 27 more days...
The last few nights Alice has been waking up screaming about half hour after I put her to bed. I was so done tonight that I just brought her out to sleep on my lap while I watched TV (!!) and then brought her to bed with me. Pretty sure I'm creating a sleep monster and that I've managed to undo all our hard earned no-cry training in one fell swoop. And I'm not sure I even care. This is what January does to me. Bad attitude all over the place. It's like the Monday of the whole year. Luckily it's over in only 27 more days...