A Blog for My Daughter

Words from a Mother

That’s right, turns out we tired her out. Put her down at 11pm and after some whining and crying for a bit she slept till 5am!  Whoohoo!

Of course this feeding ended in tears for mommy. After an hour I was tired and she was fussing A LOT. Brian thought she was alone and crying so came upstairs to find me still with her. It was a bad moment for me. Not being able to “read” her cries yet is really upsetting. I don’t know what she wants at all. And frankly I was pissed and then felt horrible for being mad. And then I kept thinking about what I don’t want to turn into and how I’m scared I’m going to. Ugh. 
Brian was able to bounce her to sleep and I cried myself to sleep. It was a long day for sure.