Okay, so my blog singing is seriously lacking. And we are so far from the happy world of Grease (and all their lightening!). Our nights are anything but summer [although technically so is everyone else's right now]. They are definitely rough. Eh! life with a baby!
I would be lying if I said every single night was rough. In fact, they aren't. Those nights when we get five-six hours of uninterrupted sleep is like heaven these days, when in the not so distance past, those would have been horrible.
But we also have the flip side where we get barely two hours of uninterrupted sleep at a time at night. Or should I say I barely get two hours of uninterrupted sleep at a time. Not that it's a bed of roses for Rob. He does his fair share of night duties, but still I can not avoid them. That's definitely a downside to breastfeeding - no matter what I have to get up in the middle of the night to feed. I know what you're thinking - why not pump and have Rob feed her with expressed milk and then I can sleep? If only it was that simple. I would love to, but if she is bottle fed then I have to pump otherwise I'll be in a fair amount of pain by the morning. (For those who don't know, if I don't feed Addison or pump then my breasts will become engorged and it gets a bit painful and actually is hard for Addison to latch on the next time around.)
Right now we are battling with our sleeping arrangements, but we'll get there. We'll get to sleeping better at the night and staying all night in the port-a-crib. But in the meantime, we will continue to have those rough nights with more and more good ones (I hope!). So forgive us for any oddball thing I might write or say and if I'm talking to you and suddenly fall asleep...well, don't take it personally.
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