Over the past few months… Okay the past 19 months… My little family of three have been fighting with keeping our days and nights mixed up. Many times we have went to bed in the late AM and woke up when the sun was going down.
We finally got our days and nights figured out… AGAIN. I woke up at 6:30 Am yesterday! Yay!
Then of course, last night Mommy had extra stuff to get done. Baby was happily asleep in his play pen.
12:30AM and I’m finally just about ready for bed. Just 10 more minutes……..
I said screw it at 1:30AM and told Daddy since he’s unemployed and can take naps, it’s up to him to get the baby back asleep. Like the awesome dad and husband he is, he didn’t complain.
They had both napped and I hadn’t. I was ready to pass out! When I was rocking the munchkin, he was actually rocking ME… And it was working.
So I went to sleep. At 4AM, Daddy brought the munchkin to bed. Yay!
“Put a boob in his mouth,” is the response I get. I still nurse Kalel at almost 20 months old and I’m very proud of it, but he gnaws lately. I’m in the process of weaning. And I’m sleepy.
I DONT WANT TO!
But I do.
2 very sore nipples later…
So it’s nearly 8:30AM. I have Etsy duties around noon, I have to work those Etsy duties until about 11:00 tonight, and I’ve been up since 4AM with only 2 hours of sleep.
Guess who’s about to be woken up to be put on baby duty again?
And all I want to do is scream:
JUST GO TO SLEEP!