@bobezeh I did ivf to bring my baby into this world. My husband and I struggled with infertility caused by my endometriosis for over 6 years with many completely hopeless moments. I really believed that I would never have a child. You can imagine just how much I was overjoyed and grateful to finally have my son. He is absolutely everything to us.
Sleep deprivation is also no joke. I swore up and down that I would never sleep train because he's only so little once, this is just a phase, etc. Then I struggled from 4.5 to 7.5 months with the worst sleep of my life. I became someone I could not recognize and entered a cycle of rage and depression. I got diagnosed with PPD. Of course, I hated hearing him cry when we finally started sleep training. Of course, I questioned everything about myself as a mother. Of course, I thought I had failed when we had to move on to CIO. Then, within 3 nights all his false starts stopped, he started sleeping almost the whole night with just one wake up. And as if by magic, poof, my PPD was gone once I began getting more sleep and having time to recharge at night after he'd gone to sleep. I was finally able to be the mother I always envisioned I would be because I was no longer sleep deprived. Then we struggled with the 10 month regression and that night wake started becoming horrible again because we were cosleeping and he was not falling asleep for up to 1.5 hours. He's just 11 months now. Guess what the problem was? My refusal to do CIO on that night/early morning wake. I did everything else I could think of including asking advice here, misdiagnosing what I thought was going on, experimenting with different bed times, cap naps or not, got the huckleberry app, feed less or more at night time, slowly night wean, offer water, keep him completely in the dark even struggle through diaper changes in the dark, sing/don't sing, etc. Anything to avoid CIO. Sleep deprivation caught up with me again. Depression began to rear it's ugly head and I had to finally bite the bullet and just do CIO on that motn wake. It took just one night. He's now sleeping almost entirely through the night. I say almost because he's low sleep needs but I'll take what I can get. Guess what happened again? Poof, depression gone.
I just want to say also this depression is unlike anything I've experienced. I practice cognitive behaviour therapy, I can go for walks, I can talk to my incredibly supportive husband and my wonderfully supportive parents, I practice mindfulness and deep breathing, I can do everything and yet, sleep deprivation induced depression is just something else entirely.
My point here is:
1. You can be grateful for your baby and absolutely them be the light of your life and be a stay at home mom and still prioritize sleep. (I'm Canadian so I have great mat leave).
2. Prioritizing sleep is not just for you. It's for your baby too. This is one thing I didn't realize. I was thinking about sleep training as something for me hence the second guessing and doubts and thinking I was a terrible mother. But my son benefited from just sleeping straight through more than I could have possibly imagined.
3. Related to this, imagine your baby actually wants to sleep but through no fault of your own and with the very best of intentions you've inadvertently created sleep associations for them that are getting in the way of their sleep. At least, this is what I realized for my son.
4. You'll be surprised with what your baby is capable of when you commit to a method and apply it consistently.
5. Whatever you choose to do, ultimately it's up to you. Just know that some methods will get you to your goal quicker.
6. I think a lot of people just accept sleep deprivation and not being themselves almost to a fault. It doesn't have to be this way. Of course, it can be that way if that's what you choose. But it really, really does not have to be this way.
I will say that reading the SLIP chapter of the Precious Little Sleep book really helped my mindset going into doing CIO. I don't think I could have done it otherwise.
Anyway, good luck. It's hard work for sure!