Hello there poppets! / L Plate Mama

Here I am. Where I said I'd never be again. Beyond tired, short tempered and completely at a loss on how change the situation. Don't get me wrong, I don't want advice. I've read the books, I've dug the depths of the parenting websites and blogs, I've listened to well meaning advice.  My littlest beautiful precious child is a sleep thief of epic proportions. And he's 16 months. And I co sleep. And I feed to sleep. And I know that will have many thinking I've made this rod for my own back, no wonder I can't sleep with the darn thing sticking into me.  Chops as a bub hated sleep. Woke lots. And I slept in the floor of his room. For SIX months. I sat in his dark room and sooshed and patted and held my breath for days and days of my life.   Never again I said. Next time I'll be different, it'll be different.  But I gave even more to Moo. I set up a bed in his room, and have coslept from the day his tiny personage came home from the...