A mother's love

I woke up to the baby crying again. I'm so exhausted at this point I don't think I have the energy to feel anything anymore. I tried rolling over hoping it would stop but the crying just got louder. I'm starting to feel frustrated now because this is starting to be a nightly occurrence and I just didn't sign up for this. I feel like I'm so close to hitting my breaking point. I lay here staring at the ceiling through the dark listening to the baby continue to cry. I can hardly sit up let alone leave my bed. I close my eyes tighter trying to block out its cries but it's no use. I muster up all of my strength to get out of bed finally and turn on the light. As soon as the lights turn on the baby stops crying.

At this point I'm afraid if I turn the lights off the baby will start crying again so I go back to bed with the lights on.

The baby wakes me up every night with its crying, but I don't have a baby.

Written by Kristina Darrah

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