I’m trying to take some peace from the fact that sometimes you can think really hard, and try various sensible things and still be left mainly clueless repeating the mantra ‘It’s just a phase. It’s just a phase…’
These are the days when I have to look at the bigger picture and think about what I want FB to know in his heart – that he is loved unconditionally. That he is safe, and listened to. And respected.
And then I go back and re-read Pillow Talk, which is one of the few things on sleep and babies (well, my baby at least – which is all I’m qualified to talk about), that matches how I feel in my gutt. I can’t express how soothing it has been.