On this post I joked that I could be going through a middle motherhood crisis. Now I think it's true. Melissa's growing, and Lord knows I love to see her grow, but that means she DOES NOT sleep.
She's been okay at night, but during the day, long were the days when she had a 2 hour nap in the morning and one in the afternoon. I was beginning to think this motherhood thing was pretty easy. Who can't take care of a baby for just 3 hours after a 2 hour break?
Now, my break has been reduced to just about half an hour, which is barely enough for me to do the necessary (eat/check email/try not to look like a zombie). And when she's awake, she wants MORE attention, MORE nursing, MORE toys (she wants a different one every 10 seconds), and of course MORE poop (I mean, she doesn't want more poop - and neither do I, but she makes it anyway).
I'm on the verge of a breakdown. I've already increased my chocolate consumption in the process. NOT good for my thighs or self steem. Then as a desperate attempt to distract myself, I end up addicted to this blog, checking it like a mad woman. So if you find it in your heart to leave me a comment, you just might make my day a little more bearable.