Does it ever end?
I have disappeared from Mothering for a long time. I have come back from time to time to read words of wisdom - for example, for my 23-month-old's hitting trouble, but many times I don't feel like I can live up to the examples set by great parents here.
My daughter will very shortly be two. I sleep alone, every night on a twin mattress because my husband is a really big guy and being the stay-at-home parents, is way better at getting her to sleep on the queen mattress in what used to be our room. My at-home office (for a work-at-home tech support gig I have that requires the quiet of a separate room and the use of a separate work computer. I sleep with my husband less than once a month, when my mother is back in town from work and wants to watch DD. I wake up alone and go to sleep alone. Our sex life doesn't exist anymore. I mean, we have it, frantically on the floor of my office while she has a rare nap in the other room, but it does nothing for me. The intimacy is totally sapped by having to constantly listen in case she wakes up, by having to get it over with as fast as possible.
I'm writing from my office after another lonely night and I just want a reminder that one day, all of this sacrifice will be over. One day, she will WANT to sleep in her own bed, right? One day, I'll share a bed with my husband and we can cuddle at night?