I'm going to bed now. I've gone to bed between 8:30 and 9pm every night for the past several nights. It's the only way I can seem to get by, and I still feel exhausted. Really, I shouldn't complain. The little guy is spacing his night feedings by 4 and 5 hours, but between them, he's up for over an hour fussing and trying to poop. I feel sorry for him - I can tell he's in pain, and I go through my whole playbook of pooping assistance maneuvers every night, just hoping he'll feel better so I can go back to sleep.
I just told Husband good night and mentioned that it's a little depressing going to bed so early when I feel like I want to be up spending time with him. Then, I had to remind myself this is only temporary. I know from past experience that it feels like forever when you're in this stage, but it's just a blip on life's timeline when you look back on it. Can I help it if I'm ready for the "blip"?
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Lack of sleep is the hardest thing about motherhood for me. I don't seem to be built for it, so I totally relate. If it helps, I'll say this. I can NOT believe how fast this first year has gone by with Mr. Lincoln. (Although, admittedly, he is my best sleeper of the bunch and started sleeping through the night at 9 months. I'll hope the same for you.) Really and truly, it seems like a blip already. Hang in there! xoxo
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