So, we passed the babies' birthday. Both are happy, healthy kiddos. Sarah is walking about, faster every day and Benjamin is still crawling, but determined to master the stairs. Once they turned one, it was like something clicked. Now every cabinet, drawer, dresser, shelf, etc. that is within reach has to be emptied. My house is a disaster! I've childproofed like crazy and now I'm going to start decluttering as much as possible. To top it off, they're not great sleepers, not horrible, but coudl be better. They each wake anywhere from 2 to 4 times a night, which means I'm up from 4 to 8 times. Ugh. That is the worst part. I'm not handling teh sleep deprivation so well anymore. I'm cranky and short tempered almost all the time. All of my patience goes to the kids, which means I have almost null for any adults.Â
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Has anyone else been there? I totally expected life to be easier at this point, but instead it just got harder. I have to run faster and do more each day, while still parenting all night. I think it's the ruined expectations that are adding to the overwhelming feeling. If I had expected to still be struggling, I'd probably be more happy about the good points of this stage.
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So...when does the sleep deprivation end? When do you get time for yourself again? When is the house respectable again? Oh, please give me hope (but not too much or I'll be disappointed when that time comes. :) )













