I know, know, know that little sleep is expected with a newborn, but yiiiikes---how I miss being able to have the late morning sleep-in's with a newborn snuggling next to me like I did with Emeline. Having a toddler, too? Well that changes everything. She's rearing to go in the morning after her blissful 10-12 hours of sleep.
Someone else needs me. When all I want is to shut my eyes for five
I'm not even sure coffee can fix this lack-of-sleep hangover I'm dealing with.
My poor, sweet newborn went and got some kind of cold. The exact same thing happened to Emeline at this age, too. Basically, they're all congested, sound like a little piggy when breathing, need to be salined and snot sucked already--it's awfully sad. It makes sleeping and nursing a challenge, hence I think why last night was pretty awful in the sleep arena for Lucy. And me.
It makes me so sad, though. But I know there is really nothing to do other than ride it out.
Yesterday I took both girls out at lunchtime knowing full well the ONLY place I was going to go was to some sort of drive-thru for lunch. I realize this is lamesauce, but I am not ready yet to fully
Getting them out and in the car alone was Step #1. I'm taking baby steps this time and I'm not apologizing for it. Two kids is different, man.
This may take me a while.
We ventured out for a really short (1 hour) trip last night once Declan got home. Our church small group was having a little picnic outing at a house right down the street from us. It took us well over half hour to just get OUT the door.
Literally, seconds before trying to leave it was chaos. Emeline was running around with my breast pump parts over her nipple with her shirt pulled up, "I do like mommy!" Her shoes were on the wrong feet. Her shirt was stained from dinner, and I didn't even care. Then, we had a pee incident while Declan was changing Lucy's diaper, requiring a full outfit change. Changing newborns is more annoying than I remember, they are just so...floppy. And then once we were down in the foyer ready to leave, Emeline decided it was the perfect time to do her #2 business, requiring us to run up 3 flights of steps to deal with that.
It was one of those, why are we doing this again? things and also---a huge sigh of relief once everyone was buckled in the car. I may have done a double-check to make sure everyone was in fact, IN THE CAR and accounted for.
Also--this is my #1 fear. That I will forget one child somewhere. Stop laughing. It's legit.
While at the picnic, I kept Lucy in the moby. I wasn't about to be passing her around, knowing full well she isn't feeling 100% right now. I wanted to keep her close to me. I am loving the moby, by the way. ANYWAY.
Someone asked me (and was being DEAD SERIOUS) if she was sleeping through the night already.
I think there was like 5 minutes of silence and me blink.blink.blinking in disbelief. She is 9 days old as of today, people. SLEEPING THROUGH THE NIGHT?
But then, two other ladies there said that their newborns slept through the night right away. I was like, SHUTUP NO THEY DIDN'T. But then they told me that to them, sleeping through the night just meant that the baby nurses and then goes back down--not staying up for hours and hours screaming, etc--having their nights and days mixed up. I was all, OHMYGOSH okay, I thought you were suggesting the baby was sleeping, without eating, for like 10-12 hours from the get-go, and I was going to die of jealousy.
Which led me to wonder what everyone's definition of sleeping through the night is. Because to me, it means going about 8+ hours without eating. But now I know that other people have different definitions and my world has been rocked a little. (Not really.)
I just reread this post and realized I am such a boring mom. I should really just delete this and start over but I'm just too tired.