Sleepless nights.

The one thing that truly gets to me. I love my boy with all I have to give and more, but bite into my sleep and I begin to lose my sanity!

The sleepless nights has by far been the hardest thing about becoming a new mother, and I know it’s not just me! When mothers of babies that take a long time to sleep through here about your child who slept through from week 2 we can’t help but be a little envious! Tell me your secret!

No but seriously, it’s hard. You learn to function off small increments of sleep, and on those occasions you do get lucky enough to have over 5 hours you wake up wondering if your child is still breathing!

I’m still adjusting to my new found motherhood, 4 months later, and learning to enjoy the nights I can sleep through!

All the love and support,

The Three Bears NZ.

This is motherhood.

As I lay down in bed, exhausted, entering this faze of the day completely ready to embrace slumber, my brain decides to waken.

I start thinking about life changing decisions that I can’t do anything about at this current moment, the dishes that I should of done before bed, that snarkey comment I said to my partner 16 hours ago in the early hours of the morning and just like that, slumber is a distant memory.

The short hours my child does sleep at night are a crucial time for me to feel human via sleep. Yet, insomnia takes hold. I think of how this world will be in 10 years, about how stressful it is finding a new home, the thought of packing sends me into a minute anxiety attack.Β 

I try meditation, I try counting sheep, I try breathing techniques, I try ASMR and finally, I come to the bitter conclusion I’ll just have to close my eyes and stop looking at the time. Sleep will come, eventually.

The Three Bears NZ