2 out of 3 ain’t bad?
We had 2 perfect nights with the pipsqueak it was bliss, asleep by 11 slept 5 hours, woke to eat for 30 minutes then back to sleep for another 3. I was so well rested. I mean ok , I still am cause the later she goes to sleep the later she sleeps in but I had hopes we were distinguishing days and nights. I shouldn’t jump the gun I still think we are, last night was something else. Last night we were all chill and mellow and then around 10pm the crying started she was gassy as all hell and very cranky. She cried on and off until just after 1am when swadled she finally crashed out and stayed out (we had many false starts with her falling peacefully asleep-or so it seemed then waking up screaming again. I am raking my brain to see what was different yesterday to change things back. I am wondering if it’s wheat. I have a wheat sensitivity and so really limit my intake to 1 serving a day but I ate more yesterday cause food options were limited in the house and I was starving. You know your child is unhappy when even the tried and true nursing didn’t make her happy. It’s such a miserable morning here so we were all cuddled up comfy napping when all of a sudden at 10am she got tummy pains again I heard her fart and wake up crying poor thing. She is happily nursing away right now and I am hoping she settles again enough for me to grab a shower. With this terrible weather I see a lazy in bed day for us both if we can get some rest through these tummy cramps. I gave some gas drops so let’s see if they help.
Some days are deff harder then others yesterday she had a cranktastic morning were for the first time I had to let her cry long enough to feed myself, my blood sugar was so low from nursathon 2010 and not eating I was really reaching the end of sanity. I held her in one arm screaming whilst cooking a pot of macaroni with the other hand stressed to the max. She finally crashed out and I was able to eat,shower and throw a load in the wash. I was so grateful when Dave got home at 3pm. Feeding myself more then snack foods has been my biggest challenge and nursing so much I need to eat, most days I am taking in less then I did pre pregnancy and it’s not enough, I can feel it. I also feel so bad that Dave is working all day then having to come home and cook for me, then clean up while I am tied down to the insatiable nursling. As soon as she falls deeply asleep I am running around like mad trying to get at least chores done. The man is a damn good man to be as patient as he is working sleep deprived, coming home to an exhausted and moody wife, making the meals and not getting any loving for over a month now. I and our doctor just keep promising him it will get better, we will get back to some semblance of normality and the first couple of months with a newborn are the hardest. However that didn’t help much at 1am last night when we were both exhausted. Oy. But honestly I have to close this entry by saying in the last week we have had more good days then bad and things were really looking up so I am just hoping this is a temporary setback.
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