Fix You

How a Coldplay Song Marked the Beginning of Speech

I don’t remember much of my son’s first year.

There are parts:

How difficult breastfeeding was for me.

How the dog always wanted to lay next to him.

How worried I was about dropping him (Seems silly now but I was so worried about dropping him).

And then there’s how tired I was.

My son did not sleep in a crib/bed/by himself at all the first two years of his life. He only fell asleep on my chest. I would walk around the house holding him and doing that mom sway. I would rock him in the chair till he fell asleep. Or I would let him pass out on my chest while I half slept petrified that I would roll over on him in the night. I didn’t get any sleep. I would startle awake with any sound or movement.