My daughter had her first birthday this past Friday, and I'm having a really hard time with it! I'm not ready for "babyhood" to be over, and I'm very seriously grieving. It's been an incredibly intense year, and I've begged for a break more times than I can count (and rarely got it), but when I'm honest with myself (or as honest as I can be in my sleep-deprived fog), I don't want her to grow up yet.
To make it even worse, I'm feeling pressure from DH, and putting pressure on myself, to transition my daughter to her own bed, to get myself back to work, to regain some semblance of "normal" in the household after a year of hunkering down, nursing, and being in baby mode. And DD is going full bore into hardheaded toddlerhood and is getting more difficult to handle. Oh, she's adorable and learning so much, but Mama's got to step up her game. It's funny - six months ago I was BEGGING for "some semblance of normal," now I'm begging to turn back the clock.
Just seeking support, commiseration, a pep talk please!
Edited by Zirconia - 1/16/13 at 6:20pm