I have been Beckett’s bed for every nap today, but at least he’s sleeping.
I’m still trying to balance being a mom with other responsibilities (while still taking care of me). It’s more challenging than I than I thought it would be. And while I don’t have a terrible baby (he really doesn’t cry that much) I feel like I have a needy baby, like he always needs to be cuddled up to me. Always being attached to a tiny person who still can’t quite support his own body makes doing things difficult. He has become more tolerant of being set down (especially if he can still see me) so it’s been better… some days are still rough, though.
I love Beckett loads, but meeting his every single need (food, comfort, entertainment, etc.) all day every day is hard sometimes. Especially when I feel like I’m drowning in inadequacy.