I don’t know how much more of this I can take.

E is up, no joke, at least six times per night. SIX! I honestly can not give an accurate count because I am so tired that I stop looking at the time. But I know it’s at least six. Nursing is the only thing that puts him back to sleep.

Every bone in my body is against letting him cry it out. Every single one. I feel as though I would be the most awful mother if I did that. And on mornings like today, when I’ve been up the better part of the night nursing him, with no end in sight, I feel completely helpless. Something has to change but I don’t know how to bring about change.