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Ugh, I’ve been there. My firstborn was so awful. At one point I was so sleep deprived that I dreamt I had murdered someone and couldn’t tell it had been a dream. For about a week I lived in constant fear of the police. Until I realized in another dream that it’s all good. Sleep deprivation is used as a form of torture and it’s really no joke. During that time I understood why sometimes people shake their babies to death. I had moments where I had to put her on the floor, leave the room and close the door. Just to get a few minutes to gather the strength to carry on. I also heard other people say that when they say how great having a child is, they’re not referring to the first year. I guess what I’m trying to say is that it will probably get better.
WHAT?