Mother's Day was ok.
I spent the day in a haze of sleepiness. I am so exhausted it hurts. I can't even describe it.
I didn't even bother to get dressed today. My eyes are throbbing.
It was another night of literally no sleep! It's incredibly frustrating because as soon as I get the baby settled Rosie wakes up, or the other way around.
The baby finally falls into a deep, relaxed sleep at 5:30 or 6 in the morning. So guess who has started waking up at the crack of dawn? Rosie, of course.
And I look over at Tyler snoring away. It's not like there's anything he can do--he can't nurse the baby and Rosie just wants me.
He can't get up with Rosie at dawn because he doesn't go to bed until 3:30 in the morning due to work.
Oh well.
I've never been so tired in my life. I sleep 1-2 hours every night. Broken sleep, not a solid 1-2 hours. Napping with the baby (who sleeps GREAT during the day) is not an option because of Rosie.
I know this will pass. It will be better later, everything will be better at some point...when I get a few hours of solid sleep.
This sleepy feeling is nothing compared to when Rosie was a newborn. I thought I was tired then, but it turns out I had no clue. It's hard being on call 7 days a week for two restless little people. Really hard.
I will survive. I will.
Rosie has decided today that she's jealous of the baby, too. Normally I would handle it better, but I can't think clearly when my eyes hurt so badly. I have no patience left. I keep drifting off to sleep at random times, like while doing dishes. How sad is that?
I'm going to bed now, before someone wakes up.
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