Life gets in the way. That’s what my midwife says when I explain how we missed our son’s nap window because we stayed at the restaurant five minutes too late having dessert, or when the fire alarm goes off and wakes the baby an hour and a half after bedtime. We are sleep training (have been for what seems ages), and my midwife holds my feet to the fire. Except that sometime, she says, life gets in the way.
A few times this week, I’ve been struck with this little shiver. Okay, maybe not a shiver, maybe more like a flutter. It happened when I read this blog, and then this one, and this one and this one too. … Continue reading →