Menu planning is also in full swing, because honestly, it's the only way for me to possibly avoid hitting a drive through or ordering take out on a regular
basis out of sheer exhaustion.
All I know is that when I had two kids under two, and a husband who was out of town half the time, CIO was pretty much the difference between repeatedly slapping my eighteen - month -
old out of sheer exhaustion and frustration, and the sane and happy family life we have now.
After a few months, I gave the notion that maybe she could sooth herself down by being allowed to cry a half - hearted
attempt out of sheer exhaustion, but somewhere about ten minutes into the wailing, I gave up.
(I can't tell you the number of post-regression letters I get from parents who are trying to undo the bad sleep habits they fell
into out of sheer exhaustion or frustration.)
Our daughter found her way into our bed at 4 months (
out of my sheer exhaustion) against my better judgement and at 8 months is still there.
I stumbled upon
it out of sheer exhaustion as I plopped on to the bed with my baby nursing on top of me.
Eventually I'd drift off
out of sheer exhaustion, but it was such a frustrating feeling.