Babies have a way of lulling you into a false sense of security, and then kicking you in the proverbial nuts 🥥Of course, I am talking about sleeping (let’s face it, as mothers we spend at least 80% of lives talking about it, worrying about it, or missing out on it)😴 Maya has decided over the past month it would be fun to get up at 5am. EVERY MORNING 😱I feel like I have stepped back a year. And in an exhausted haze I completely lost my head with her this evening. You see, she has also decided to scream blue murder at bedtime. For hours. Unless you stay in her room. For hours. And tonight? Tonight I just wanted to have a glass of wine, eat some chocolate and catch up on some work. But the screaming started. And I just wanted to scream right back. I had to give myself a timeout. Because I didn’t feel patient and empathetic and tender. I felt rage and resentment. And then, of course, came the overwhelming guilt for feeling such awful things🤦🏼♀️ I am now crouched on the nursery floor, humming nursery rhymes and trying to forgive us both - her for ruining my evening, me for ever thinking she could. I thought I would share this moment in case anybody else was crouched on the floor feeling like a dung beetle... you’re not alone. It’s ok. This too shall pass. (It will, won’t it??) 🙈 #motherhoodunplugged #realmotherhood #sendsnacks
#motherhoodunplugged #realmotherhood #sendsnacks
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