Squidge is sleeping ok for both sets of grandparents but not when she's at home. So it's clearly something I am doing wrong. Except I don't know what I'm doing wrong. I don't know what I'm doing full stop.
It's 11.23pm and I've only just got her to sleep. She was yawning and rubbing her eyes at 6.50pm and we put her down to sleep at 7pm yet the hysterics started and didn't stop.
It's been like this for two or three weeks now and it's really wearing me down. I can feel myself spiralling again and it's poop. I just want to have a handle on things. I want to have the patience and perseverance and positivtity to deal with curveballs. Instead I'm just criticising and catastrophising (I really didn't mean to go to town on the alliteration just then. If only I had a natural talent for parenting rather than basic literary devices!)
Thank god my therapy starts in a week and a bit. I really hope she can fix my thinking. My therapist is reet lovely and could be Sarah Millican's twin. She'll make my depression and anxiety and guilt do one.
edit: its now the day after and rather than stewing in my own thoughts i reached out. i received this message from my dad which made me happy cry.
It's 11.23pm and I've only just got her to sleep. She was yawning and rubbing her eyes at 6.50pm and we put her down to sleep at 7pm yet the hysterics started and didn't stop.
It's been like this for two or three weeks now and it's really wearing me down. I can feel myself spiralling again and it's poop. I just want to have a handle on things. I want to have the patience and perseverance and positivtity to deal with curveballs. Instead I'm just criticising and catastrophising (I really didn't mean to go to town on the alliteration just then. If only I had a natural talent for parenting rather than basic literary devices!)
Thank god my therapy starts in a week and a bit. I really hope she can fix my thinking. My therapist is reet lovely and could be Sarah Millican's twin. She'll make my depression and anxiety and guilt do one.
edit: its now the day after and rather than stewing in my own thoughts i reached out. i received this message from my dad which made me happy cry.
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