My ten week old baby had closed his beautiful blue eyes approximately three times in his entire life. I wasn’t just tired, I was WIRED. My brain was breaking the sound barrier as it hurtled around my skull. I felt like I was on fast forward and a bit tweaky as I arrived early for our second mothers group session at the local health clinic.
I couldn’t get into the classroom because the nurses were having a staff meeting, so I waited outside, hugging my wide-eyed baby and mentally reviewing everything I’d read about baby sleep in the last couple of months (I never stopped reading). I thought about all the questions I was going to ask the nurse when the session started. I kicked myself for not bringing a notebook.