Co-sleeping has received A LOT of flack of the years, and although I was very aware of the dangers we opted for it for 98% of his first two years. The 2% of time we didn’t, we had a Moses crib next to the bed in which he slept, and to my dismay a few nights when we were trying to get him to sleep in his own room. Around 18 months, I decided that Daniel had to soon become more independent, this bed sleeping was getting a bit much. I hadn’t slept next to my husband in 18months. The struggle was real!
This last month has been so insane, to a point where I felt like someone was going to jump out and be like “Ha! We got you – smile for the camera”. No such luck yet though – but the jury is still out, so it could be still coming. As a family we have been to see our Dr 7 times in the month of June. I like the number 7, but going to the Dr that many times is a little draining. Okay very draining! What I didn’t mention when I wrote the post about Motherhood kicking my ass, was that although I was really struggling – I did have help.