It's 3am and I am up with not just one but two babies. They are not happy, and I'm not particularly pleased...but all I can think is how blessed I am. This is quite different than just 4 years ago. My house is no longer silent and I'm quite happy about that. There are times (like 1am, 2:30am, 3am) that I have to remind myself, but I am so happy and so very blessed.
Right now I'm trying to get the girls to sleep a bit longer at night. They get a dream feed at 10:30pm. Then they are up between 4 and 5am. It's not ideal, but it works. They are 8months old today or 6 months adjusted. This is when I had to finally do our version of cry it out with Riley. It's hard!
I thought listening to one baby was hard...I think two may be exponentially more difficult. My poor babies have the most pathetic and heart wrenching cries. I'm not a bad mommy, really! I go in and check on them every 5-10 minutes. They are okay, but my heart doesn't feel so great about this. I'm sitting here listening and rocking myself. It's so hard!
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