Some days I feel like I'm a walking zombie. I haven't had a full nights rest in 20 weeks. Nothing longer than 2-3 hours. Before Abby was born, I would have never imagined I could have survived on a schedule like that. I'm a sleeper, I love my sleep. I need my sleep.
I think its all catching up to me.
I'm exhausted. Like really exhausted. I fell asleep at work yesterday. Just a 10 minute cat nap, but still, I fell asleep at work. Some days I wish I could sleep all day at work. Although I would still have to get up to pump, which would be beyond the point of getting 8 hours of uninterrupted sleep.
Some how I think I was naive to how much lack of sleep I would be getting. I definitely think Abby is in the four month wakeful period right now. She wakes up several times a night. Shes wide awake and playing with her feet, but crying because she is lonely. Shes not easily consolable, and I usually end up nursing her back to sleep. I was hoping the introduction of cereal would help fill her tummy for the night. I guess I need to keep my hopes it. Its only been a few days of that. She did take 2 tablespoons last night for the first time.
I know this phase won't last forever. And in the middle of the night, I watch her nurse by the glow of the tv and I savor every moment. Every sleepy moment.
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