Im back again to moan. I just need some tea and sympathy please ;-( Im feeling so awful. I feel like my life has completely stopped. I dread night times. My relationship is suffering. We are arguing loads. I have no energy. I cant see light at the end of this sleepless tunnel and I am absolutely DREADING going back to work. Oh and Im totally skint.
DD is now hitting 9 months. She has been waking hourly every night of her life since about 2-3months old. She is a complete boobmonster.
over the last 2 months it has gradually got worse. Now she doesnt just wake hourly, she wakes 10-20 times a night. She started sleeping on her side and then falling off her side and waking herself up and she cant self settle. even when i get her to fall asleep without boob (rare) she almost always needs boob to get to sleep. Apart from waking so many times, now she has started having 1-2 hours awake time at night ---like now. Dh is upstairs rocking her for me while I have come down to get away before I strangle someone. (figure of speech, obviously Im not seriously going to strangle anyone).
I cant go out in the evenings as from 7pm I am pretty much tied to the bed getting dd back to sleep. we have been co sleeping until last week when we decided to put her in her cot with the side off by the bed. ok so still kind of co sleeping.
dh and I are having mega arguements as we are so tired.
I was supposed to go back to work after 6 months as we cant really afford me having this time off but I just couldnt hack work right now being so sleep deprived. My only life line has been dd's morning nap when i get 1-2 hours extra sleep if im lucky. When i dont get this nap with her I feel like a total zombie.
Now I am on the 3 month count down to go back to work. I am a shift worker. I just dont know how I am going to survive. I am seriously dreading it.
My zest for life is slowly deteriorating. I used to be a sex maniac (I know! even up to a few months ago i still was) but now I just live for the thought of sleep and try and stay in bed after i settle dd. It means I see less and less of dh.
I am totally unsupported by my own family and when I try and explain to people what dd is like at night its like they have no understanding of how sleep deprived I am. Then they come out with all this advice, the ones without kids are the worst. When we try all these techniques like pick up put down or cc or stay in the room method, alter the distance we sleep from her, stick to routines, dont stick to routines, etc etc, something else happens like, she gets a cold or it'll work for so long then she gets worse. I dont have the patience to try anything most of the time and just go for the quickest easiest route (boob/rock) because I cant physically move sometimes.
Anyway, I'll shut up moaning now. Ive shared this and its been cathartic. Thanks for reading.
ps;I do actually totally adore dd and we have some amazing times in the day. I dont want to sound like a total bloody washed out miserable old trout. (although thats exactly how i feel at the moment).