Never before have I been so obsessed with sleep, or used the word so much in my daily conversations! The worst thing about this adjustment period with a newborn baby is that I don't know how long it is going to last, nor do I know how long I am going to be up and down 1,2,3 or more times a night for an hour or more. Exams are easier - they're over in 3 hours. The c-sect was easy, over in an hour, the dentist... piece of cake. THIS is something else. Last week end I was so SO tired. I thought I would never be able to sleep again. I cried I was so tired. In case you're wondering, I'm an 8 hour plus person. Then I got thinking about the last few years since I gave up corporate life, the single thing I loved the most about being my own boss is that I could sleep in. I've had an over-abundance of sleep in the last few years, and now it's the opposite. I'm living proof there isn't any way to bank sleep.
I was so close to giving up breast feeding on the week end, just so I could ask Keith to give David a bottle so I could sleep. But I couldn't do that as I was so worried I would compromise my milk production. It scares me talking to other Moms about how much sleep they get, and it appears I'm in this for the LOOOONG run. All mothers are saints - don't you think?
