I had big plans for a deep and meaningful post about the benefits of working mom-hood, but frankly, I'm too tired to do it. Yes, I recognize the irony in that statement.
The sleep thing is kicking my butt right now. We seem to be alternating good nights and bad nights. On a good night, she sleeps until 1 or so before waking for the first time and then wakes up every two hours or so after that. She eats and goes back to sleep easily, and everything is, well, not good, but bearable. On a bad night, she sleeps until about 10, wakes up screaming for no apparent reason, nurses, screams some more, and then sleeps a bit on Daddy's chest until finally nursing at about 2 or 3 a.m. and going back to sleep easily. We have analyzed every detail we can think of, comparing good nights to bad nights, and we're stumped. We have no idea what causes one night to be a good one and the next one to be a bad one. The only bright side I see to this is that we've decided it is pointless to try any "sleep improvement" techniques since we don't really have a baseline from which to start. So we're just doing whatever it takes to get her back to sleep on the bad nights, and really, that is so much easier and less stressful.
The other sleep thing going on right now is that we're back in a phase where it takes me 3x as long to get her down for the night as it takes Hubby. Hubby can bounce her for a few minutes, put her down sort of awake, hold his hand on her face, and she goes to sleep. If I do that, she arches her back and screams and I have to spend the next 15 minutes letting her pull my hair before she'll even consider closing her eyes again. Needless to say, I think Hubby should have the bedtime duties for the next little bit. Luckily he agrees. The downside is that I have to do the dishes every night now.
Maybe I'll get my deep and meaningful post written tomorrow. I have my fingers crossed for a Good Night....