My sweet precious baby is trying to drive me insane. I mean it. It isn’t lack of sleep or pure exhaustion talking. It is a conspiracy. A baby conspiracy.
First, it is after 12:30am on Monday. I am normally in bed, asleep, by this time. Tonight (this morning?) I am sitting here on the computer. Why you might ask? Well, sweet Joley has decided not to sleep tonight. She has been doing well in her own bed recently. She still gets up every 3 to 4 hours to eat, which is fine. Tonight though, she has been up every 30 minutes since 9:30pm. I don’t want to go to bed until I can get more than a few minutes of sleep. Crazy? Nope, smart. I will lose my mind if I have to get up and down with her half-asleep.
Secondly, she is doing some naughty things while nursing. She has started pinching my poor boobs and pushing them. Now, these two things put together is not only uncomfortable, but it makes a proper latch on really difficult. She pinches and pushes out so that my nipple is pushed out of her mouth. She realizes what she has done and quickly tries to grab, with her mouth, the nipple that is no way far enough in her mouth to make a comfortable latch. Ouch. That is really I have to say about that.
Third, what gave her the idea that she needs to eat every.single.time she sees me? She will be playing nicely. I will walk in the room and she starts to whine. She crawls over to me and starts to rub her face all over my chest (I teasingly say she is motorboating me but that just isn’t appropriate, right?). It will be 30 minutes or 2 hours. It doesn’t matter. All the sudden she thinks she needs to eat all the time. No, there is no growth spurt going on. She is just being a turd.
I love her. I really do. But, mama needs some rest. It has been 9 minutes since I got up with her last. Twenty-one more and I am going to sleep… hopefully for a while.
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