Then she changed by Andi Lutz About the time my daughter turned 5 months old I finally felt like I had a chance to breath, go to the bathroom, and sometimes shower. After 5 months of hard work, sleep deprivation, and more sleep deprivation I felt like I might be getting the hang of this and then she changed. She wouldn’t nap for more than 35 minutes. My brain was turning to mush from doing only three things a day (breastfeeding, changing diapers, trying to get her to sleep) and not really using my brain anymore. I thought, when will this all end? When will I get my old life back? When will I be able to do just one of the things that I used to do?
Novelist and essayist exploring story craft, intentional living, and the quiet weight of everyday moments.