Slightly loosing it
After a pretty good first night, babba has quite quickly realised how scary being in his cot is. And now screams non stop through the night for me. No one else will do, it has to be me.
And it feels so much like walking into a jail cell. I can't put him back down in the cot otherwise he starts screaming again. And it's not like I don't try - I'm trying not to be in there all night.
The first night he slept so well, and so did I. Oh my gosh I felt like my old self again! It's shown me what these disturbed nights have done to me.
I can't find any help online that I don't have to pay through the nose for. Once the house is through we will see how much money is left, and start saving a little a month to speak to a sleep consultant. Because I can't do this.
Every time I ask for help I'm told I'm asking too much. But then I'm constantly being told that I need to be aware of my limitations. It's confusing and hurtful.
We need to get into our own place asap. Our welcome is up here.