Mama needs some sleep. Not just a few hours here, a few hours there. But real, loooong sleep. Ryan gave me a break Friday night, spending the night in Jake's room with him, giving him an expressed bottle every time he woke up. I only woke up once - I didn't hear anything and promptly went right back to sleep! It was wonderful.
Yesterday was torture. Some days just kick my butt, and yesterday was one of those. I was exhaused, Lily was crabby...not a good combination. So last night when Jake woke up to eat, I popped his pacifier in his mouth and held it there until he calmed down (he's not so good at keeping it in, though he enjoys having it). I guess we both fell asleep, because next thing I knew, it was 5 a.m.
I'm going to try that method again tonight. If he had kept screaming, I would have fed him. But apparently, a little sucking was all it took. Hopefully, this method will keep working and - after six sleepless weeks - I can begin to get a little more shut-eye.
1 comments :
Leah,
Thanks so much for sharing this with me...as I sit hear reading with tears in my eyes...I can't wait to meet your little chubby buddy...and to see how big Lily has gotten...my little man is quite something too..a big flirt that is constantly pushing the limits on everything!
We definately need to catch up soon.
hugs,
donna
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