Meg is no longer swaddled which means she has trouble sleeping. You know when you have a dream that you’re falling, then you jerk awake? Well she does that a lot. She woke up – and I’m not exagerating – no less than 10 times last night. I ended up putting her in the bassinett that’s still set up in our room so I wouldn’t have to trek down the hall to put a pacifier in her mouth. Thank goodness I can give her a pacifier and she’ll go to sleep again (usually.)
I can’t go on like this. Im sure she’s exhausted too.