
Perhaps like many parents, I approached sleep with my first son quite naively – assuming he would sleep when he needed to sleep, and eventually (and hopefully quite quickly) would be sleeping through the night. As with so many babies, this was not the case – and not only would he refuse to nap during the day, I was up most of the night for hours on end.
Ultimately, this had a detrimental effect on both my physical and mental health. I was physically drained, but also found myself feeling down, hopeless and depressed. I wasn’t being the mum I so desperately wanted (and expected) to be.