Hi, I’m Sonia Pegu—an MBA from IIM Indore, a parenting consultant today...

but once, just another sleep-deprived, overwhelmed mom trying to make it through the night.

When my daughter was born, I thought I was prepared.

I had read the books during pregnancy, taken the prenatal classes, followed all the advice.

I was successful, educated, rational. How hard could this be?

But no one warned me that the real challenge begins after the baby arrives.

It wasn’t just the sleepless nights—though those were brutal.

It was how unpredictable it all was.

One night she’d sleep two hours, the next she’d be up every 45 minutes.

I couldn’t figure out what I was doing wrong.

The days felt long. The nights felt even longer. I was doing my best, but I started to feel lost.

Worse still, I was told this was normal.
“Babies are just like that.”
“Sleep when the baby sleeps.”
“It’ll get better after six months… or maybe a year.”

But it didn’t. And with every night that passed, I felt like I was slowly falling apart physically, emotionally, and mentally.

My baby was cranky, overtired, and needed me constantly.

I was trying to work, trying to be a good mom, trying to be a good partner, but inside I was just… empty.

And this is the real enemy no one talks about—the lie that says, “This is normal. Just survive it.”

But I didn’t want to just survive.

I wanted to feel like a good mom.

I wanted to enjoy motherhood, not just get through it.

So I did what I knew best.

I studied Baby sleep science.

Child development. Behavioral psychology.

I devoured books, research papers, everything from Pamela Druckerman to Jamie Glowacki.

I wasn’t looking for hacks—I was searching for understanding.

And slowly, something shifted.

I started applying what I learned.

I created a rhythm, a structure, and within days, things began to change.

My daughter began sleeping better. Her mood improved.

My mood improved.

There were still rough patches, of course, but now I had a map.

A method.

And most of all, a sense of control.

That’s when I realized Parenting isn’t instinct. It’s a skill.

And like any skill, it can be taught, practiced, and mastered.