What I’ve learned: Announcing that your baby is sleeping through the night will do nothing but jinx the situation. Don’t ever admit she’s sleeping through the night, or you’ll pay. Several months ago I wrote about how well Emerson was sleeping through the night. Since then she hasn’t slept through one single night. A few weeks ago I wrote that she was sleeping from 9 to 3. Since then she’s been sleeping from 10 to 12. After 6 months of getting less than half the amount of sleep I’m used to, I’m feeling pretty defeated. It seems like every time I start to feel really good about the way things are going, we take 10 huge steps backward.
The same thing goes for Bela. Every time I start bragging about how well he’s adjusting to having a baby around, he proves me wrong. The other day I left him out of his kennel while Emerson and I returned a movie. I came home to find he had pooped on the changing pad in Emme’s room (ironic and funny yet frustrating). I honestly don’t know if he’s telling me he’s upset or if he just really had to go and thought that was an appropriate place.
Maybe this blog entry will reverse-psych my life back into order. For now, I am just going to accept the fact that dry eyes, a sore throat and achy body are my new reality and hope for the best!