We're home! So far so good. Taylor is in his giant crib and snug as a bug, and I'm laying here exhausted and terrified to sleep. I can't help but to watch him and make sure he's ok. Worried that I'll fall asleep and won't hear him screaming all 2 feet away from me. There's just so many fear rolling thru my head.
I had the same problem at the hospital. Francis had nowhere to sleep (the pullout was broken and missing from our room) so I was all alone with him at night. The first night I slept with the light on, and the second night I actually slept, but had a hand on him most of the time.
I knew that I'd be like this, most parents are, but it doesn't make it easier.
It will get easier.
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