For a week or so now, we have been changing our sleeping arrangements a little, so that everyone gets a piece of me. so intsead of the little one in the centre, I am. Maeve gets to hold my hand to sleep, so does the hubby. Although hubby still wants to kick her out of bed by march. i realise the difficulty is as much caused by me as her. i am ambivalent about it as i do like her little body beside mine and her breath tickling my arm.
Today i went to work early, which meant that i had to creep out of bed and ask Lea to take my place as i left the house, praying that Maeve won't wake up in shock and confusion to find mummy morphed into Aunty Lea.I still wonder if that is a wise thing to do, to give up my mornings once or twice a week with maeve, in order to find my own sense of fulfilment. as i struggle with this, Bern reminds me that i'll be a very grumpy mummy if i have to face Maeve 24hrs with no break. So what's right, what's wrong...i'm still seeking answers.
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