Just when we thought she had finally settled into a routine, this little girl reminded me who’s really in charge.

It’s 12:00 a.m., and she’s wide awake cooing, smiling, kicking her legs, and living her absolute best life while the I am negotiating with sleep.

I even attempted the famous “cry it out” method but her cries had me convinced the neighbors were about to call someone. 😭 The way this tiny human was wailing, I couldn’t do it.

I want to be annoyed because I have so many things I want to do. I need to read, catch up on sleep, scroll through social media, and just have a little time to myself.

Then I look at the tiny person responsible for all this chaos.

She has absolutely no idea she’s keeping me awake. She’s just fascinated by everything, my phone, my face, my hands, basically anything she can grab. She’s having the time of her life, and somehow I’ve become her favorite late-night entertainment.

At some point, you just sigh and accept defeat. 😂

Whenever Madam decides she’s ready to sleep, I guess that’s when I’ll get some sleep too.

Motherhood is one of those things you can never fully explain until you experience it yourself. It’s exhausting, overwhelming, and sometimes you wonder how you’re functioning on so little sleep.

Then, out of nowhere, she gives me the sweetest little hug.

And just like that, my heart melts. 🥹

Suddenly, the sleepless night doesn’t seem quite as bad.

We’ll try sleep training again, another night.