My son is wonderful, big healthy, advsnced sunny natured and seemingly desined to be the family comedian. But i am at the end of my tether, cannot go on. He has rarely slept through the night which i openly blame on my husbands insistence on running into the room the minute he starts off. We have had more than a few nocturnal rows about tnis which is mortifying as we live in a flat with crappy thin walls and the neighbours complain about the crying so they are certainly hearing us argue. This puts me under extra pressure so basically i feel like i cant let him cry it out which is what i would do. In a desperate attempt, we moved him from his cot to a bed, but we needed to as well as he is the size of a three year old. Now things are much worse and we have resorted to lying down with him to get him asleep, and if he wakes after 1am or so, we just take him into bed, something i am really u happy about. But we are exhausted so.....what do we do? I feel like we missed a window of opportunity due to my husbands softness and im not sure who i resent more, my husband or my son. Im so unhappy.