sleep log conclusion

I am feeling a little guilty about my sleep log. I still haven't gotten a good night sleep this week, but I have these friends that are worse off than me. I suddenly feel silly about my hour of lost sleep when I think about my friends.

I have one friend with babies that are six months old. Yes, two babies. She has twins that are not sleeping through the night. She is a nursing mother and so it seems that she is feeding a baby around the clock. It is very rare for her that both babies are sleeping soundly in their cribs. Mostly, she feeds one, falls asleep during the feeding, and then gets up when the other baby cries. Not easy. Drew was like that. Wanting to be fed and held around the clock...but I cannot fathom having to take care of two Drews during that period. I would have had to have been drugged or something. So, my hat is off to this friend and mother of twins. She is the rock star, not me!

I also have another friend. She has two babies, too. But, hers are 12 months apart. They are at different stages, have different needs and are not sleeping through the night. Generally, at 12 months a baby is a mobile mess-making machine. When they eat the are covered from head to toe in goo. They pour out their drinks, crumble their crackers and throw plates of food on the floor just to see what will happen.  They are into everything, discovering everything and exploring anything that they can get their hands on. And if they can't get their hands on it, they will climb and bend and risk life and limb to get to what they want. Not an easy stage! Now, top that with a newborn that is in need of constant care and needs to be fed every two to three hours. I'm pretty sure when dealing with such stress a mother may be living in survival mode. Simply trying to make sure that everyone is fed and safe throughout the day...day after day after day.

So, I am concluding the sleep log. When you have kids it's just a general rule that you will not actually be sleeping again for the rest of the time they are living in your house. Okay, so maybe it will get better...but, for now, I am resigned to the fact that my sleep life will never be the same.