I’m actually breaking out in a cold sweat remembering all the nights of bugger all sleep, wriggly/squirming babies and constant breast feeding.
We tried everything available (my eldest is now nearly 16 so lots of these things weren’t around then). It was like it with both boys.
I have the upmost sympathy. I remember the (totally unreasonable) death stares I used to give friends whose babies slept for more than 45 mins. They used to say “oh I know, it’s so hard. My baby will only sleep for 3 hours at a time”. Ooooh I got the rage.
So, enough of the traumatic flashbacks. Can I offer anything else?
We had to take it in turns. It sounds so obvious but we had to have a strict regime of 2 hours on, 2 hours off. I went to bed early, with ear plugs. DH picked a box set and watched with our nocturnal child being held, sometimes in a wrap sling, lying out in case he fell asleep (which he never did, he found a good box set).
Also, I’m sorry for the really obvious advice, but we winded them vigorously. A combination of a them having colds and comfort feeding, meant there was a lot of air getting into their tiny stomach, while feeding. We bounced on the ball and winded them until some air came out, sometimes it would take AGES. It wasn’t reflux or an allergy just horrendous trapped wind. It was no magic bullet but it stretched out.
Co sleeping. I became the queen. I lay on my left, very little blankets for me, only on my legs. I lay on the far left of the pillow. No pillows anywhere near them. My arm curved around the soles of their feet. We lay in the middle of the bed, DH perched on bed behind me, clinging on for dear life but refusing to move beds, i have no idea why. I still have a slightly larger left boob, but my god it was worth it. (Sorry for the Christmas blaspheming but I think the retro-trauma has been stirred up.)
These are definitely things you have tried and I’m sorry I can’t think of anything else. I will just say. This too shall pass. Both DS’ did it, I can’t remember how long for and I thought it would never ever end. They are now 15 and 12, nearly men (but in so many ways just like little kids). Right now they are still asleep. One of them (the worst infant sleeper of the two) will sleep until I wake him up.
Good luck.