My sweet, adorable baby girl is a thief!
I know when you see that face it’s a hard to believe but it’s true. Every night she steals my sleep. Sometimes it may only be 30 minutes at a time but on nights like Saturday, we’re talking a couple of hours.
I am so tired of being tired! For me, the hardest thing about having a second child has been functioning on less sleep. I can’t always “sleep when the baby sleeps” because I have a busy, 2 year old son who may be awake.
Being tired makes me less patient and more irritable. I catch myself losing my patience with my son during the middle of the day over something I would normally handle better. Or on nights like Saturday, after being up with my daughter for almost an hour, I was done! Mind you this was the second time she had woken up in and hour and a half time span. I laid her in her crib, walked out, shut the door and fell into my bed. My husband politely rolled over and asked, “Is she okay?” She’s fine but she won’t sleep and I’m done! He kindly got up and went to tend to her. I was totally prepared to let her cry because I had nothing left to give her. I was frustrated and tired.
Sometimes I feel bad saying that because she is so sweet. She already sleeps way better than my son did at this stage and is so easy going. But when it’s 3 o’clock in the morning and I’ve only had about 3 hours of sleep, I feel like she’s out to get me.
I look forward to when she sleeps through the night. Until then, I will just tough it out and drink my coffee in the morning. I try to remind myself that “this too shall pass.” However, that’s easier to do when I’ve had a full night of sleep.
Even though I spend most of my days fighting through sleep deprivation, I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world. She’s the perfect addition to our family and I’m grateful to be her sleepy mama!