Time and time again I tell myself not to lose my cool and patience with Baby Matty... but almost everytime I get a big "F" for that. Each time after the dust has settled, the feeling of guilt will engulf me.
I am desperately in need of rest but Baby Matty just has lots of energy to burn. Putting him to bed is like going to a war. It use to be bad but now it is worse. He will struggle and cry non-stop the minute he knows that we are trying to get him to go to sleep. Sometimes I really wonder if other parents have it just as bad. Most people I talk to tells me that a baby's sleeping pattern is more predictable once they hit 6 month old... they sleep long and better. I wonder what happen to mine.
The bad night is giving me a splitting headache. Nowadays I really dread the evenings.
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