When I was pregnant, everybody told me that I should sleep as much as I can before I give birth. And I did. I thought I was well prepared but I was wrong.
I even mentioned numerous times on my previous posts that I will not mind the upcoming sleepless nights. And I didn’t – for the first week! Simply because I was overwhelmed with joy. I hardly noticed the time because I was like walking in the clouds.
But on the second week, reality has bitten me. I was still overwhelmed with joy. My love for Abby is still the same but I was physically tired. And I became cranky. Lack of sleep makes anyone cranky even a very loving mother like me.
Of course, I didn’t take it out on Abby. I tried talking to her though. I begged her to stop crying when she couldn’t settle herself to sleep. And as I had foreseen before, I cried…silently. I missed my own mother. But she is so far. Thankfully, I have a very supportive husband and he sure knows how to talk me out of my weariness.
Now, Abby is almost three weeks old and still I am overwhelmed with joy. But I am not so overwhelmed with tiredness and sleeplessness anymore. I have learned to sleep whenever she is asleep (mostly during night-time but during daytime – I keep myself busy with household chores).
Having Abby is the best thing that happened in my life and I will never trade her for anything in this world.
- I Want to Be Just Like Her When I Grow-Up (lifeattheairport.wordpress.com)
- No Rest for the Weary Mama (guerilladad.wordpress.com)
- Of sleepless nights (islandfairy.wordpress.com)