Two days ago I held my gorgeous 10 day old nephew as he slept in my arms and it was blissful. As I held him I heard about recent struggles with feeding and sleeping, and I stared at this tiny, helpless, little body and thought – how the hell am I going to do it?
I have been reading, and listening to podcasts, and reading some more, and talking to friends, colleagues, strangers with kids about this motherhood gig. I was feeling pretty ok about it all. My strategy is just to roll with it, do what works for us, because there’s no right or wrong answer. Do what you need to do to keep your baby safe, secure, happy and your family intact.
This is all fine and dandy in theory. THEORY, people. The reality – the reality was staring me in the face the other day. A real, live, baby. I started to think about how I am notoriously bad at coping without sleep, and how I find it difficult to think in my right mind and become very unreasonable when I’ve missed sleep. How am I going to keep my head and make good decisions about how to handle things when I’ve had night after night of no sleep?
Viewing videos like this weeks Momversation, and reading blog posts like The Neverending Scream do two things – one, reassure me that whatever I need to go through, someone has gone through it before and survived, and two, freak me OUT!
Like I said, I believe in doing whatever you need to do to get through and keep you, your baby and your family safe, secure and happy. However, upfront, without having experienced any real-life up-all-night baby-drama, I don’t believe in controlled crying (for these reasons). I take my hat off to those who have gotten through those hellish weeks, months and YEARS of no sleep and constant crying however they could.