not just the quantity, it’s the quality

So, in dealing with the night feedings of this new life…

It occurs to me that everyone has to go through this and pretty much everyone does.

HOW?

I think maybe i got a piece of the puzzle. I realized that I leap out of bed at the slightest little sound she makes at any point in the night and run to go take care of her.

But i think what happens is parents toughen up. That instead of sleep being this precarious thing that shatters with a breath, I could learn to relax an STAY IN BED until she really needs me. If i could do that, maybe it would be a workable situation…