My 20-month-old was always a good sleeper, even from the early weeks. But as she entered her seventh month, everything changed. She was up every 45 minutes, nursing constantly, screaming uncontrollably. An absolute mess was what she was. Call it a growth spurt, or teething, or whatever. I tried everything. I slept on her floor. I stopped leaving the house and my boobs were always available. Nothing…
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