6 months and counting! Who needs sleep anyway?
Half a year.
Half a year from birth. Half a year to a toddler. (!)
Here we are at the start of the second month of 2019, and our baby is now 6 months old. He’s started feeding himself solids (baby-led weaning for the win!) and babbling full-on “conversations”. It’s glorious.
Can’t even lie though… January was rough. I mean…it started off strong enough; I had clear intentions, a refreshed outlook and actual plan for this thing called life.
Well you know what they say about plans made and God laughing, right?
I put the metaphorical “we’re open” sign up on my graphic design business (JNJ Creative), and switching from maternity leave to “maternal-work-from-home-never-leave-the-house-cuz-of-polar-vortex” has been a work in progress in and of itself. After a week of visitors and helpers, Jayce got sick. Just his first head cold, but also: SO dramatic. I was sucking snot all day and soothing to sleep all night. Baby boy was OVER IT—and we were in it for about 10 days straight.
During this time I focused on what I could control; work. Creative problem solving with good-energy clientele makes me happy. The opportunities, goodwill (and word of mouth recommendations) are still coming in. I am thankful.
But…BUT: I am also TIRED. The only thing lacking in this equation is sleep.
How do you, other humans with progeny, do it?
Our lil’ squishy face still isn’t sleeping through the night, and for the most part I’m honoring his needs and letting him develop however he needs to, which for now means waking up every 2-3 hours.
(This also means that my response time for personal text messages, emails, calls and home projects is delayed or flat-out nonexistent)
How does one balance gratitude and sleep deprivation? If you know, hit me up & share the secret. For now I’m just taking it one day (and mini power nap) at a time. <3.