Life with a newborn was exhausting, but I think because we were protected by the haze of it and I wasn't working (though I did go back at 6 weeks), it hurt a little less. Plus, I was obsessed with watching Charlotte sleep and could readily admit that it was my own damn fault for being tired. If I had listened and slept when she slept, things may have been easier. But who can sleep when holding a cheeky baby one has waited 4 years to meet? Exactly.
Charlotte is almost 7 months and better wake up one of these days with teeth. My sweet, cheeky baby has been sleeping TERRIBLY. For a while there, we had a great routine: down at 7, up at 1, back down until 5, sleep until 7:30 when we'd get ready for work. Lately, it's been ridiculous. Like, down at 7:30-8:00, up at 12 and then every hour on the hour after that point. Every night, we reach a certain point where I can't take it any more and just bring her to bed with me so I can nurse her laying down. The rocking chair we have in her room is nice for quick visits but it's uncomfortable for hours upon hours of rocking/nursing.
Porch and I are both sick with some kind of cold and I don't doubt that we've shared some version of it with Charlotte. I'm at a point of exhaustion that I haven't known in a very long time. I come home from work, try to do as much housework as I can before I'm just done. (It's not much.) Last night, I tried to be proactive and go to bed a little earlier; it didn't matter.
I'm so happy to be the mommy of such an adorable nugget, she makes everything more amazing. Even sleep. When I stumble across the ever-so-rare night of 5 hours straight, I am like a whole new woman!
Until then, I can be found clinging to my coffee in the morning & looking remarkably like death warmed up.
xo
Momma Porch
Charlotte is almost 7 months and better wake up one of these days with teeth. My sweet, cheeky baby has been sleeping TERRIBLY. For a while there, we had a great routine: down at 7, up at 1, back down until 5, sleep until 7:30 when we'd get ready for work. Lately, it's been ridiculous. Like, down at 7:30-8:00, up at 12 and then every hour on the hour after that point. Every night, we reach a certain point where I can't take it any more and just bring her to bed with me so I can nurse her laying down. The rocking chair we have in her room is nice for quick visits but it's uncomfortable for hours upon hours of rocking/nursing.
Porch and I are both sick with some kind of cold and I don't doubt that we've shared some version of it with Charlotte. I'm at a point of exhaustion that I haven't known in a very long time. I come home from work, try to do as much housework as I can before I'm just done. (It's not much.) Last night, I tried to be proactive and go to bed a little earlier; it didn't matter.
I'm so happy to be the mommy of such an adorable nugget, she makes everything more amazing. Even sleep. When I stumble across the ever-so-rare night of 5 hours straight, I am like a whole new woman!
Until then, I can be found clinging to my coffee in the morning & looking remarkably like death warmed up.
xo
Momma Porch
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