There’s a tension between my mommy instinct which can hardly bear to hear my baby cry at night, and my thirst for sleep. Without the mommy instinct, I’d not care if my baby truly needed me. Without the thirst for sleep, I’d never push her out of the nest. I suppose I need both.
Maybe I’m just not rational in the middle of the night. I need a bit more sleep. It’s a recurring obsession these days.
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