Sleep? Remind me again what that is?

It’s true that sleep will never be the same once you have kids but nothing is quite like those first few weeks. I remember when Jackson was born. He was a month early and so he had a little trouble nursing. The doctors and nurses insisted that I wake him every two hours to eat. Fun. The poor little guy was so tired that it took a half an hour just to get him to wake up. Then I would nurse him another half hour, pump a little to keep my milk up, clean up my equipment then go back to bed for well, about another half hour until it was time to start over. I literally began to loose my mind. I remember waking up wondering where I was, if the baby was in bed with me, when was the last time I fed him?? My eyes burned, my legs ached. I never knew I could survive on such little sleep. I swore I would punch the next person who told me their baby slept through the night at 2 weeks. I secretly smiled when I heard someone else’s baby was up all night. It’s true misery loves company. The crazy thing is when they finally do sleep through the night, I sometimes miss rocking with them in the dark room and listening to them breathe as they sleep on my chest.