A big, massive, donkey-sized thank you to those who commented or offered encouragement last night. I felt like I was at the end of my rope (& how quickly I got there after only 11 days!) & I definitely felt encouraged. & got a ton of excellent tips, most of which have been implemented in the past 12 hours.
Today has been better…so far. We were up until 3am, then back up at 5:30, Nate got up with him at 6:30, I fed him at 8:30, & then he slept until noon. Yes, NOON. So thankfully, I’m not that tired since I did get some sleep. & a chance to call Dr. Hottie & his advice nurse, who suggested to keep on with the Mylicon before each bottle & see how that helps. If he still has screaming fits today, then we’ll chat about switching formula & coming in to chat about reflux. This sounded like a solid plan to me.
My good friend Meredith dropped by with Quiznos & a smile, offering both sustenance & sanity. Have I ever mentioned how kick-ass my friends are? It felt so good to just sit & hash it all out & then she literally pushed me into the shower before she left. Holy hell, it’s so nice to take a warm shower without worrying how he’s handling the bouncer.
So, Momma is showered and now, courtesy of the Moby wrap…
BEHOLD. THE CHILD SLEEPS.
Also, please notice the exercise ball in the background — I gave it a soldier’s try last night & nearly ripped my stitches, so I think that trick will have to wait until Nate gets home.
Do I feel more competent today? No, not really. But I know that I survived yesterday…& if I survived yesterday & last night, then surely I can handle today. & tomorrow. & the next day. & maybe that’s the essence of motherhood? Survival, one day at a time?
