It’s only a phase.
It has to end sometime.
She’ll get back to normal.
At this point, all of those words of comfort are lost on me. We are heading into our 4th week of Lucy not going to sleep anymore, and it’s taking it’s toll on this third trimester pregnant mama. Outwardly, I try to be patient and calm with Lucy, but on the inside I’m so frustrated and going crazy!
Just taking a quick break from rocking Lucy and trying to distract myself from the crying coming from her room before I go back in for round 3? 4? I’ve lost count. We started at 7:30 and it’s currently 11:11 on Sunday night. And, yes, we have tried to let her cry it out. She screamed for an hour straight the other night. Girlfriend’s got stamina.
Here’s a pic from a few nights ago. After about 10 minutes of crying in her crib, she fell asleep standing up at 11:30. After a few minutes, she just kind of melted down onto her mattress and, thankfully, stayed asleep.
To end on a positive note, my mom came over during the day on Friday so I could have a few hours off to myself. Guess what I did . . . I finished my class!! So that definitely feels good to have one less stressful thing going on right now.
And a special thank you to Matty who, after we had a particularly late Friday night, watched Lu for a bit Saturday afternoon so I could go get a manicure. I always feel better with my nails painted and had been trying to do it in the evening for a week now. It’s the little pleasures that make my day!
Here’s hoping things start to get better soon.