Last night was horrible. I tried, very unsuccessfully, to get her to sleep for six hours. By 3 a.m., I didn't know what to do and just started sobbing uncontrollably. I had been alone with her for most of the day and it had taken its toll.
I'm not sure if she sensed my distress and decided to cooperate, or maybe the sound of my spirit breaking soothed her, but she finally stopped screaming her face red and went to sleep.
This morning I'm still exhausted and drained, but just the sight of her makes me smile.
Babies are damn lucky they're so cute.