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It gets better.
I remember things getting noticably easier every doubling starting at three weeks. So it was three weeks, then six, then three months, then six, then one year and two… And that was basically when I stopped needing to count.
At around 6 months, things got easier for us. We got better at everything, he got better at, well, being alive, I guess. And we as a routine that mostly worked. Still had a long journey in raising a baby, but it got easier.
I don’t know when the independence came around, but not before six months. You situation might be different. If you have family, lean on them. Get some sleep. Snuggle your wife.
Seriously, if you can, get someone to tag in once in a while. It’s a grind.
I’m talking about the date and time of it being changed. You wrote:
But from what I can tell, the rules had been set for a couple of months.